12th July 2024

I was thinking about what to make my first blog post about and while normally I might’ve written an introductory post all about myself, I’m kind of crap at it. So I think I’ll start with the first random thought I had as I sat down to type, which happens to be a memory from 2020, about a week or two away from the first Lockdown, when life had suddenly taken a dark and uncertain path. This was the day I took myself off to Hainault Forest for a quiet break away from the growing anxiety we were all facing. I took a sketchbook with me and a flask of tea and did my first plein air sketch in years. It was just a quick pencil sketch before my walk back home but it helped - a moment of calm before the shit storm coming our way, one of the last. Four years on and I don’t think I’ve ever been the same since that day.