Artful Achievement

Tonight, a lovely crisis nurse set me homework to draw a picture from one of the photos that I took with her manager on Friday. I didn’t think I was going to be able to do it. I’ve had an awful day; I’ve been pathetic; I haven’t functioned and I wasn’t sure I could manage anything… Continue reading Artful Achievement

Bum in a Puddle, Crying

It can’t get much worse than that, right? At least you’re not wasting tissues. Wrong, it can get worse: the longest snot stalactite known to man could make an appearance, blowing in the wind until you have a snot scarf to match your tear balaclava. This is the glamorous reality of my life with mental… Continue reading Bum in a Puddle, Crying

Photographic Escapism

Photography for me is the best form of escapism – when I can force myself to give it a go, any way. I find that it’s the only activity that manages to ‘suck me in’ however briefly and that you have to concentrate so intently, especially with macro (close up) photography, that it blocks out… Continue reading Photographic Escapism