I was a child, probably about five. I remember making a drawing, and the whole world fell away. I remember telling my mum, “I want to be an artist,” and I was lucky she supported that. She let me paint on the walls of my bedroom every weekend – real intricate plants, flowers, characters and birds. I was very supported in my desire to be creative, even though I grew up on
botanical bliss
Oct 02, 2022
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