M Wood Pen

have pen, will travel

A few years ago, wait, maybe it was a bit further back, I was swept up in a tsunami of  wanderlust. Imagining hitching a ‘streamer up to my car and setting off to all points, I looked around at my then life and set my little dream aside. With life, and parenthood the need to sit …

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I never identified as being a Creative. That pool of humanity always seemed slightly out of reach to me, totally separate from how I viewed myself during my first few decades of life. I remember slotting artists as an intimidating and brooding set of people that, both avidly and dismissively, hung around professors, galleries, theatre …

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