Launch: A Battle with a Bateleur

Launch: A Battle with a Bateleur

There is a fantastic quote attributed to American writer, William Faulkner, that goes:     His words immediately put to rest the idyllically naive notion that Creatives lead this romantic existence where they are solely guided by magnificent inspiration. Unfortunately, as Mr Faulkner knew only too well, the wait for inspiration often outlives due dates on bills; a client's patience; a deadline... It is one of the cruel realities that any creative faces when turning a passion into a career. You can no longer sit around and wait for the luxury of inspiration to strike. Instead, you must sit down and simply practice...

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Nurturing creativity through #MyHappyCrafts

Nurturing creativity through #MyHappyCrafts

  As an artist, I have heard the phrase "I wish I was creative too", too many times to keep count. I always have the same reaction to this: I am filled with a deep sense of sadness.   Like the boisterously charming French chef in Ratatouille, I am a firm believer that anyone has the ability to be creative. I'm not suggesting that we can all become Picasso... but with practice, nurturing and heart, anyone can learn the art of being creative.   Unfortunately, when it comes to our own creativity, we tend to label ourselves as either creative or not....

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The Search for Happiness: You never have to know what to do with your life

The Search for Happiness: You never have to know what to do with your life

When I was a little girl, I was constantly drawing. Ponies and pretty birds and doggies and cats. As I grew older, my art evolved into what can only be described as my boomerang-mood-teenager-period (imagine Picasso's Blue Period... just um... with more Linkin Park logos, sullen-faced girls wearing shorty-shorts and various grungy skulls crawling with bugs. Oh, and much less blue). Looking back, what surprises me is that I never even once dreamt of becoming an artist. Not even when I was lost in childish imagination, removed from The Grown-up World that demands realistic career choices that offer the promise...

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An assault on the senses: My first exhibition

An assault on the senses: My first exhibition

The past 18 months has been a period of extreme highs and lows and constant change:  "Imported" my International fiancé.  Battled with home Affairs for weeks.  Battled a Purple Bride (a story for another day).  Got married.  Moved to a new city.  Got a great job.  Got a great flat.  Bought a fridge.  Lost that great job.  Almost lost the flat.  Lost a parent.  Almost lost myself.  Decided to be an artist.  Que drastic career-change.  Got a job.  And another.  And another.  Got offered my first exhibition - a totally surreal moment that has somehow halted the whirlwindean-storm that has...

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