Tis the season of lemsip(other stuff available).....the urge of urgent new beginnings optimism and lurgy. As a mother..the Christmas period is about tryiung to survive whilst clawing at an enjoyment in its purest form. Its almost impossible to make art at this time so admitting defeat leaves time for thought reading and planning the new year attack. Ive never been able to keep or had the inclination to write a daily diary. Im a seasoned sketchbook user and am no stranger to written dialogue so i figure a disciplined stance will give it a go and see what happens. This also ticks my new year promise to learn a new skill every year. Its been a while since the last blog as well ive been doing st
With four kids the summer holidays aren't my productive time as an artist. It's a push to get as much done as possible before school ends and there's never enough hours. Despite this the idea of hangin out and not being in a rigid busy routine is certainly a good pay off. This year the summer break started with a childfree trip to Blackpool!....Its a long drive from Brighton but channeling the love of the place from my Nan and with a car full of artwork a different adventure was beginning. Its the first time my artwork had been part of Rebellion Punk Art at the Rebellion Festival at the Winter Gardens. Despite the best efforts of the one way system we arrived and found ourselves greeted by a
