{"id":1718,"date":"2018-01-28T16:42:29","date_gmt":"2018-01-28T16:42:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/?p=1718"},"modified":"2018-01-28T17:18:21","modified_gmt":"2018-01-28T17:18:21","slug":"these-hands","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/?p=1718","title":{"rendered":"These hands&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>scrubbed hard yet betray their past, a morning with the trade bare plaster paint daubing the chateau. There&#8217;s no money left to pay for decorators, though I might crack and review the budget, slash a slate path or a radiator to escape the brushes. I don&#8217;t mind the work so much but time is rushing and I&#8217;m behind, always behind, with book work. And you can&#8217;t hurry the paint. I remember Clapham pubs with Mark, the early evening light, his hands speckled and streaked from a day at the canvas. Years of those days, patiently mixing and joining his colours. That&#8217;s a quarter century ago and I feel no different, just jaded, pudgier, frayed at the edges. The things we talked of are still current to me, still what I care about. But there&#8217;s no whooping and roaring in the boozer all night. There&#8217;s the knowing I must struggle to be conscientious, knowing I must raise the funds to see another mountain. There&#8217;s the house to finish and the year to bridle, cling tight as it breaks to a gallop.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/IMG_20180128_153314.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1719\" src=\"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/IMG_20180128_153314.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"465\" srcset=\"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/IMG_20180128_153314.jpg 640w, https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/IMG_20180128_153314-300x218.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>scrubbed hard yet betray their past, a morning with the trade bare plaster paint daubing the chateau. There&#8217;s no money left to pay for decorators, though I might crack and review the budget, slash a slate path or a radiator to escape the brushes. I don&#8217;t mind the work so much but time is rushing [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1718","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-henry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1718","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1718"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1718\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1721,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1718\/revisions\/1721"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1718"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1718"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrybrook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1718"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}