If you landed on my page by accident, then I'm sorry....If you wanted to see some of my stuff, then thank you for taking the time to look.

......I'm going to make this as short as I can. I will 'talk for England' as the saying here goes, so you will appreciate this I assure you

As you can see I'm from the UK, a little town in Suffolk - In fact, right around the corner from Constable (the artist - not the police kind and his home from the famous paintings 'The Hay Wain' and 'Flatford Mill'. It truly is a beautiful countryside, amazing views, long country walks, pubs, restaurants, culture and history.  Though I must say, this is not where I was born and bred. I was bought up in a seaside town, and so, that is truly where my heart lies - as close to the ocean as possible.... Ah well, one day I'll be back near the sea, where I belong.

I thought it might be worth mentioning, so that you know the type of person I am,  that I'm a little spontaneous, and don't generally follow 'rules' - if that's the right word? That in 2006 I decided I wanted to travel, so, I spoke to my mum (who was 'up for it' too) took the kids out of school and until 2010 travelled all over the USA and Canada (and a month in The British Virgin Islands!). We (being my 3 little kids, my mum and myself)) literally drove our way around 36 states of the US and 4 provinces of Canada in a motorhome/camper. Homeschooling, exploring, making lifelong friends, unbelievable experiences, wildlife encounters, stopping at 'the' most jaw dropping - heart stoppingly beautiful lakes, mountains, deserts, oceans, cities and towns you could ever imagine.

Travel for me anyway was a spiritual experience. One I will never, ever forget. I could honestly bore you to death with all I could tell you about it, but if anyone here has had the same kind of experience of travel too, and wants to hear about it, or tell me about yours, then i'd be happy to talk to you, compare notes and stuff?

I love and respect ALL cultures, religions and beliefs, and find them all fascinating. I suppose in some ways, i'm trying to find the place where I belong? I don't know if that makes sense to you, but I've always had this feeling that this is not where I should be.....Oh don't worry, it's hard for me to explain. But I do know that one day, I will be wandering from country to country with a sketchbook and pencils, still searching for 'that place'.

Until then, I'm settling (but still happy) here in the UK with my beautiful kids Josh, Joel and Gracie (who I'd like to mention has only this week joined as a deviant too - under the name GracieBabyxoxo - she truly is a talented poet and such a  beautiful girl, inside and out - yes I am a little biased, but really she is.... (sorry I'm not trying to plug her poetry, but she is amazing at writing).

I've ALWAYS, literally all my life, LOVED art, looking at it, reading about  it and especially creating and drawing art. I think i've actually painted and drawn hundreds, if not thousands of pictures, but....with all the moving around that i've done in my life, they have got lost, damaged - or more often than not thrown away, as like most artists here on Deviant say they "are never truly happy" with their art, always unifinished....that describes me completely, and so for that reason, I virtually have nothing to show you with my drawings. All the stuff that i've kept is in my scrapbook, and honestly, I am ashamed of it to be honest (that's why they're there). Look if you want to, but really don't expect anything good.

As far as my art is concerned, I was stupid, totally stupid. I got the highest grades in school for my art. I left school and was offered a place at art college and.....turned it down (a B.O.Y.!) Oh My GOD!!!! I turned down a place at art college for a freaking boy! - he didn't want me to go! so, being the dutiful and let's be honest here the most stupid girlfriend in the whole planet obeyed him :/ ARGHHHHH! "What was I thinking" ???? - actually,  by the way, if you're interested? that boy was out of my life soon after I had the college offer, but it was too late for me to take the place.
So, much to my mothers disgust, frustration and bewilderment I didn't take the ONLY opportunity I had to learn, truly learn the technicalities of art. I was pretty good even from a very young age at art (yeah, I know what that sounds like, but I was, or so EVERYONE told me but, I wanted to learn more. Art history, perspective, forshortening, composition, shading, toning.....all of that stuff.  

Please, don't get me wrong, I would never, EVER change my life, the 3 best things to happen to me are and always will be those kids. But that is my only regret in life. My one and only passion and I ruined it. I had my lovely little children, stopped drawing, and became a single mummy. (no violins please!) - that's life, I CHOSE it and that's what I wanted. But as you can imagine, art, and drawing took the back burner for a loooong time. I became rusty, and kind of 'lost' my talent. I don't know if it's age or what? I just know that now I'm not as good as I was back then.

That's enough of my life story, I know, I know Boring with a capital 'B' ha! But, i'm here, I've made it this far, and I am happy. All I want to do now that the kids are bigger is to start my art again. So, as frustrating as it is, I will keep on practising, all those things I wanted to learn - and i'll do it on my own....who needs college anyway? If you've got it, you've got right? Haha! I don't know, lets wait and see. I'll keep those crappy pictures in my scrapbook, and use them as my 'journey of drawings', see if I progress and grow? Who knows?

Life is a journey, and I'm happy to take the ride.

.....And like my tag line says "If they give you ruled paper, write the other way." - Juan Ramon Jiminez


Thanks for reading this if you made it this far? xxx