Back home

Now I have returned home and went back to my work at my grey cube. I am still little bit head in the clouds. I didn’t write about three last days so much.

Tuesday 1.11. Laurent and boys went to science museum at morning to free me to work in the while. I draw a lot and after took some pinhole photos. After lunch Nicola came to take us (me an Aarni as Laurent and Etienne didn’t want) to school in other side of the road. There were little workshops for the decoration of Breaking Bread happening. Workshops seemed very funny as they included splattering paints little bit everywhere. My Aarni anyway didn’t want to participate. He was interested oh playground outside where was climbing tree, little kitchen and wooden car. Inside he preferred plastic sea animals, puzzles and kitchen again. Just in the time we were leaving he might have tried some painting. At school I spoke with one mother, who song me Finnish song: Sympaatti that I had never heard before, but it was totally sympathetic!

Wednesday was the actual Bread Breaking. The happening was in gallery and it had big decorated table with many kinds of bread, around it was again little workshops and paper bags that children have decorated day before for taking bread also to home. Our boys liked the happening but they were too shy to play with other children. Same evening we had our artist talk with Nicola. She came to prepare it with me, and I used every free moment for writing and making my presentation ready. At evening we went to Pot Luck at 1st floor Common Room. I came with my whole family. And there was Nicola, Traë, Elyssa and some other people to share food and listen Nicola’s talk and mine. My talk went well I guess, Laurent said a bit in spontaneous, and Nicola read her writing ” A Woman’s Work is Never Done.” and did joggling with a plate at the same time! There were not much people but it was cosy and I felt good with these people and a bit melancholic as the moment for leave get closer. At night I still worked in dark room.

Thursday we went to museum MOSI again, and its museum shop. And I learned that Bob The Builder (the real on not the horrifying new one) is also from Manchester! What a great city indeed! It was raining in afternoon. I took some pinhole photos and went to museum of Salford. We couldn’t find a post office so our postcards will be send in Finland or given directly to hand. At evening we packed and I went to darkroom for the last time.