In 2011, I made a decision - to fulfil a 'dream' I’d had before leaving school. Following secondary education, I had aspirations of attending university or art college to obtain an art degree to (hopefully) extend my creative talents & ultimately provide a rewarding & absorbing career for my future. However, this ambition was rapidly ‘shot down in flames’ by parent(s) who thought it totally unsuitable for me & that I should leave school & earn a living, get married & have a family. They somehow overlooked or forgot it wasn’t what I wanted to do at that time in my life but as they were older than me (& apparently wiser!), I had no alternative other than to 'comply'.
But to date, the original dream as a young girl in the 1960s has continued to haunt me. I’ve kept ‘family’ happy & earned money - I’ve been creative for others - BUT I’ve missed something important to me. The expression of how I feel in a creative form ... that artistic need to interpret how I see the world around me. It’s something that has never disappeared & over recent years, its magnetic ‘pull’ has just got stronger. Now I’ve arrived at an age where I feel that 'incomplete dream’ can be (somewhat) fulfilled & the creative interpretation of ‘my world’ can now begin. Being older & wiser I can time for self-analysis & being more critical or objective of things I learn & discover, hope to understand how I can share ‘my world’.