January 2008

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Ever since I can remember I have been dabbling with creative arts. Looking back, my first memory of that small creative light breaking through was during summer camp at primary school. Left in an art room for hours on end to create anything I wanted, I spent hours sharpening coloured pencils, not you might think to ensure wonderfully sharp points with which to colour or draw but to create long winding streams of colour-edged pencil shavings which I ceremoniously glued to a large piece of paper, thus creating my first collage. It was a garden scene with all the objects created using coloured shavings and leaves, twigs and feathers found in the school garden. The teacher tasked with overseeing me praised me for my ingenuity and whilst other kids looked on my creation with confusion and disbelief ( the giggles I have since learnt to ignore) an enormous sense of achievement overwhelmed me and in that instance, at that tender age of 7 … my creative heart was born.