Two years ago today I picked up the keys to my new studio…. I feel a rendition of “Happy Birthday to me…. Happy Birthday to me…” coming on…. After finally making the decision to rent a studio, and agreeing a moving in date, heavy snow halted proceedings meaning I couldn’t get my car up the hill. Not to be deterred, I put my snow boots on, packed my backpack and hiked (well, more scrambled, very un-elegantly) up the hill. Determined not to miss my first day in the studio, I headed off with my encaustic iron and hot air gun, a piece of cardboard and my box of waxes and papers to create my first pieces of art in my new studio…
As soon as I walked into this big empty space, I was hit with this HUGE fear, WHAT DO I DO NOW…?
So, after much deliberating, I did what I went there for, I got my waxes out, I sat on my cardboard on the floor. The pictures I created were hardly masterpieces, my hands and feet were so cold, I Read more →
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This journey is just incredible; at times I feel utter frustration at not being as far on, or having done as much as I wanted to achieve in the time I’ve been playing this crazy art game. Yet, yesterday, whilst finally tackling the pile of paperwork in my studio (I had been making every excuse not to deal with), I came across my summary of what’s been going on this year.
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