I realise, now, though I should’ve understood a long time ago, that creativity feeds on creativity – but never on the fear of abuse.
I am so looking forward to having a beautiful space, a small space, my studio of art, and biz and life and whizz, from next Friday onwards in the city of my seams.
Where we allow life to unpick us at the edges is when we truly grow as businesspeople, artists, lovers and the living.
And that is what this week, after more than 55 years of misunderstanding myself, I will have achieved with your help.
Wish me luck!