My dad was an artist, semi-pro I suppose you’d call him. He started out as an illustrator but as kids came along and the money was better, he became a driver – buses, big trucks that kind of thing, but he continued with his art and was painting commissions for years. Last year when he became ill I started drawing and watercolour painting as something to calm me and connect with him. It’s not been a great 12 months all told and I’ve continued doing my bits and bobs to keep the anxiety away. I’m not great but I am enjoying it. There’s more but this is enough for now and i’ll probably add to it as I go along.
Cheers Dad x