This was going to be a very different post, but sometimes things demand your attention and muscle their way to the front of the queue in a very un British way. So here we are. For a long time now, I have been kicking around the idea of being an artist. I’ve written about it, talked about it, thought about it and made a lot of art. And yet, I still didn’t feel like an artist in myself. I wanted to and I went down the traditional route of thinking that I could ‘fake it to make it.’ It didn’t work. At least on the outside it looked like it was working but on the inside it very much didn’t. I still felt like a fraud to myself.
i appreciate so much that you share with us. You are incredibly reflective and insightful in a way i am always learning from. thank you katy xo
So much of what you write resonates with me.
You articulate your experiences so well and with such grace. Xx
I honor your bravery for documenting this processed to be Witnessed. I see you. I feel you. Big Love. ❤
Can’t wait to see where you go next.