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Painting a Snow dog

Great couple of days painting the snow dog for the Great North Snow Dog event to be on show later this year - very tempted to post some pictures but apart from the fact we are not allowed to share images until the launch I also think it would spoil the overall surprise of the finished object - here is just one small sneaky preview that doesn't give too much away but its safe to say its looking really good and its been such good fun - so pleased that Rachael came up with the idea and I really appreciate her hard work and encouragement to make it happen (and also the doughnuts),  The sponsors came in to take some photographs and see how we were progressing and they seemed very pleased with the ongoing painting.  The final piece is likley to live outside the Cathedral near the Old Post Office building which now houses our sponsors NBS

mystery bit of our Snow Dog .....
We've had fun each designing the individual pieces which have come together extremely well to create a very effective overall complete picture - cleverly placed to maximum effect making a very happy and pleased team and a very posh happy Snow dog. Practically no tears have been shed - although I know there have been some anxious moments - we really want to do ourselves, the college, Rachael and the sponsors NBS proud and I think we have succeeded - its been a positive. interesting and exciting project.  I have really enjoyed working with my fellow students and I think the finished Snow dog reflects excellent team work and cooperation - I wish we could do another one ......

Now we are looking forward to the official launch in September when all the different snow dogs will be revealed.

Other adventures this week include a day spent walking along the coast at Eyemouth in the mud.. a long awaited family and friend visit and an oven failure resulting in the need for a new one!!! life is never dull...

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