As I grew older, I slowly began to drift down the hill from my school to St. Pauls, and as a creative person, it sparked my neurons. Houses were painted brighter colours, music was played louder, food smelt and tasted better, people laughed a lot and partied. It was a hell of an awakening.
Using creativity to heal – a portrait for a lost friend – Billy Abernethy-Hope
As an artist, it’s hard not to feel like you are being self-indulgent. But creativity is not just a frivolous pursuit – carried out with love and sensitivity, it really can make a difference to people’s lives, and even in tragic circumstances help people be remembered for the shining lights they were.
Seasonal Greetings from John & Yoko
It’s that time of year again. Start asking yourself some questions.