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Art class

Place: home

Poison: dry Ginger ale

Favourite things: new music

I have started an art class every Friday and I am in love. The romance has got nothing to do with my class mates or even my teacher…but everything to do with setting time aside. It has everything to do with space.

Creating space, taking time to create for no purpose whatsoever than the enjoyment of recreation.

What recreates you?

An old art centre, with easels plastered in layers of paint residue, a group of greying artists and a blank canvas is my oasis.

What is yours?

Can’t wait to wake up tomorrow and grab my take away coffee with a muffin on the side, slide into old paint splattered clothes and recreate.

Unravel the artist within, it only takes setting aside intentional space.