it all starts with a blank page...

Like most creative people, I spent most of my school time doodling over my school books to ease the boredom of acedemic classes. Years later drawing, painting and 'doodling' was my evening activity in front of the TV after a long day at the office. Even on my solo travels across the USA, Australia & New Zealand, I always had a drawing pad stashed in my rucksack to deal with moments of reflection and solitude. In all honesty, creativity has saved me from myself, which as contradictory as it sounds is also beautiful and comforting. I hope that everyone finds that thing that they are passionate about and brings joy and meaning to their lives.  

I have never been afraid of a blank page of paper staring up at me. Some days ideas flood my head and I have no option but to get them them out just to clear my mind. Other times I just pick up a pen or pencil and let the picture create itself with little thought or control. Many of these ideas get lost or forgotten in the chaos that is everyday life, kids and work, but sometimes something a bit more meaningful comes along. Whether it's a gift for a friend, a competition or a paid project, the thrill of doing something I love for someone else is exciting and sometimes even a little bit nerve wracking. Whatever the project, and whatever the outcome, at the end there's always that feeling of acheivement and that I have learnt something from the process. 

My ideas for the playground submitted to the city...

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