Still may the painter’s and the poet’s fire, To aid thy pencil, and thy verse conspire!” Phillis Wheatley Peters
Photographer ~ In 2011 my husband Martin bought me my first digital camera and I have not looked back since. The camera has taught me to look more at the world around me, to focus down as well as in. I’ve a long way to go though both technically and pictorially – see My Cameras
Poet ~ As a child I learned and loved to recite poetry. Only in these advanced years have I started to write my own lines. The inspiration does not come readily so I sometimes use another poet as prompt or more often, take my cue from the online poetry communities with their themes and styles. – see Poetry prompts
Protoartist – as in primitive, unformed since despite no talent or training, I began by tinkering with digital edits from my own photos in Photoshop, then the ZenBrush3 app and more recently took up paper and paint – see Digipix gallery
My background is in mental health and psychotherapy and the backdrop to all this had been, for many years, Central London. In 2019 I moved Northwards, seeking a more rural lifestyle nearer my family and by necessity a more solitary one, as in October 2018, Martin died suddenly – and hence this blog is dedicated to him.
I’m fortunate to have a loving family and some very supportive friends. For a long while I owned an imaginary dog called ‘walkies’ to get me out and about but in February 2024 took on a real one called Rosie when an elderly neighbour died and she had no home. Being elderly herself, Rosie did not care for long walks so I went alone and sadly in March Rosie died. So it’s always solitary walks now but sometimes I have my camera with me, and sometimes the start of a poem begins with those few steps.
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