It was a quiet afternoon at the St Clement’s Artweeks exhibition today. Being in competition with a royal wedding, the FA cup final and the kind of glorious May weather that makes an escape to the seaside sound enticing (until you think about the thousands of others likely to be travelling down the same roads to the same places!) was obviously tough competition.
Quiet isn’t bad though. Much as I would love hundreds of people to come down to the church and spend some time in contemplation – to be honest, even tens for a single session would be an improvement – it has been a good time to be quiet and contemplative myself. I’ve produced a couple of bits of fresh artwork, enjoyed a chance to chat with fellow stewards and, perhaps above all, the luxury of a stretch of time where the primary thing I need to do is just be in one place and where I’ve not been able to get distracted by a hundred and one other things I could be getting on with.
Quiet is also good.