Baby Steps

It’s been a long long time since I’ve written anything, and now I have so much to tell you. Mainly the reason why I haven’t written anything has been because my life has been in a crazy whirl of turmoil and changes, one of the biggest being packing up my life and finally moving to London. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but just hadn’t made the courage to take that leap – let’s just say that I knew now was the right time to say goodbye to my friends and my life in Melbourne and start on a new adventure back in the UK. I’ve been here about four months now, and I’m still not close to sorting myself out, but I have a job-for-now and some exciting stuff on the horizon, so the sun is shining behind the clouds!

IMG_4532Most importantly, this move has allowed me to recalibrate my focus on what I’ve always wanted to do, which is make a living out of being creative, rather than spending my days in the ever-rotating hamster wheel that is customer service. I’m drawing all the time now (which I found impossible in Melbourne) and I’m finally getting to explore some of those creative ideas that I’ve been squirrelling away in the back of my mind for ages. I’m volunteering at the House of Illustration, an awesome new museum founded by Quentin Blake dedicated solely to illustration in all it’s forms. It’s so exciting to be a part of something this new, a place that’s still finding it’s feet and still willing to experiment and take a chance on people.

So to reflect my new beginnings I’m revamping this blog as well. Sure I’m still going to be obsessed with cake and travelling (though the cake is now absolutely gluten-free like my body and my travels are smaller-scale like my bank account) but I want to use it as a place to put out my work out into the world and try and make something from all the piles of sketchbooks I have collated over the years. I like to think that it’s all been working towards this: my small little step towards my ultimate goal of being able to draw (and maybe even write) for a living. Wouldn’t that be something?!

When I first moved my Mum and Dad left a postcard on my bed. It said ‘She decided to start living the life she imagined’ – and every baby step gets me closer.

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