A catch up on life this year. Making head way with my writing! Thanks so much to those who have been supporting and following the journey!
Me as Young Artist – by Edward Broomhall
I was delighted to receive this photograph of attending an art class in my childhood from our art teacher at that time.
I remember this experience and this jumper so well.
It was one of my favourite jumpers, due to the multicoloured randomness of the pattern, and the soft feel of the wool.
I remember painting a self portrait of myself in the jumper to capture how special it was to me as well, and never forgot it or the painting day.
I think that will be a poem one day for sure.
I have written my early childhood up to when I was twenty and am letting that peculate for a while before deciding where to finish the story of growing up or whether to continue into student hood for my first book.
Work progresses on Magic Fish…
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What a lovely gift to receive this photo. A treasure.
It was – I received a few others as well. Love them!
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