Drawing from my heart
I’ve begun taking a pencil to bed. At the time when the day has dropped off me and my mind wanders away to leave me in peace, my heart draws my imagination close and the two of them conjure magic. … Read More
I’ve begun taking a pencil to bed. At the time when the day has dropped off me and my mind wanders away to leave me in peace, my heart draws my imagination close and the two of them conjure magic. … Read More
An artist chooses to believe in their work, as self belief is like fertiliser to the beauty the world needs. Those who fear, feel insecure and believe in others will choose to doubt themselves. Doubt is like poison to creativity. … Read More