I have forever flicked between interests. Growing up I was a devout football player, before putting my then 5’7″ frame to good use playing basketball, and then American football, and then a plethora of other sports I would dip in and out of. I have read and authored, cooked and danced (often simultaneously). Now though, I seem to be possessed by another hobby, drawing.
Putting pen to paper and allowing myself to create has been something therapeutic. Matching much of how I have lived my life, there is little planning of each piece, each drawing finding its way as I go. And now commuting from Ipswich to London every day, I have time on the train to scribble away, gritting through the bumps and thumps that jerk my pencil strokes awry. Here are a few examples of my works, which when looking at now, would benefit from some improved photography.
I may have much more to show by the time you find me writing here again, but perhaps more likely, you will be reading about another brand-new venture of mine.
A couple of months ago, a handful of friends and I journeyed to the South of France for a week to a beautifully isolated country house just outside the village of Coulx. We had taken the exact same trip last year and loved it so much we had to repeat it. We were leaving behind […]
At the end of the summer, I went to Corfu with my family. We were in a nice resort right on the sea. With bottomless food, drink and a sunny beach, I can’t say that I did much other than enjoy those three things. Spending my time on the beach with either a book or […]
In August, I visited Venice for the first time and discovered that there is far more to do than I ever expected. The city itself is beautiful and the winding canal pathways are a joy to simply wander and get lost in. One morning we even laced up for a sunrise run around the island […]