Right, so I'm trying to make my living through craft.

This is a change for me. I was a ‘visual artist’ and then a ‘graphic designer’. It’s not a real change... but this time I’d like to combine the two. I’d like to make something that’s worthwhile making and make money.

There has been a huge resurgence in craft recently. Did you notice? It’s the children of the 70’s and 80’s and their nostalgia that drives it. Remember that hand tooled leather purse your mother had. Remember that crocheted jacket? It doesn’t matter the reason really, I still love that it’s in fashion, even if so much of it is NOT MY THING. After all, much of the world isn’t.

Grief is like water

It steals bits of your life, leaving you like debris on an unknown beach. Washed over and tumbled, pale and bleached.

It joins with all the other grief in a deep well and drowns you again. Nothing can ever be the same when you surface. If you surface.

Sometimes life is just brief moments of glistening happiness between sticky webs of grief....