Tag: me
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If I Were A Season
If I were a season I’d be Autumn. I’d be an early evening, light almost faded from the sky, lamp posts turning on in the streets. I’d be a cold, dry but cloudy sky, chilly air that smells of wet tarmac, goosebumps under cozy clothes. I’d be the leaves on the ground, the many miles travelled…
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Chemical Smelling Watercolours
It all started with chemical-smelling watercolours.My first memory of making art, of being creative, of enjoying painting. I’m really young, maybe 6 or 7, and at my grandmother’s house. I used to spend a lot of time there. She had bought me watercolours, a blue plastic case with maybe 8 or 10 colours and a…
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