“I don’t have a creative bone in my body” is a lie I have repeated to myself and others more times than I can count over the last 30+ years. It originates from when, aged 14, an art teacher at school said to me “the sooner you stop drawing [and painting] the better for everyone]”. Continue reading “On Challenging My Negative Creative Self”
Thank you for dropping by. I am most likely to be writing about mental health issues and running. Maybe a bit of faith, family and parenting too. Or simply whatever is on my heart.
