If at first you don’t succeed, try, try and try again. Take the bull by the horns.
Ok. Enough of the old chestnuts. Let’s get on with what I’m trying to say.
I’m new to this game. Its something I’ve been over-thinking lately. And when it comes to the point where you can’t get to sleep at night, because the brain-cogs are whirring in overtime, its time to take the bull by the horns.
Hmm, I can’t seem to shake those old chestnuts off the tree. If you’re not into stock phrases, look away now.
For a while, I’ve had a dream. Quite a romantic one, in fact, where I’ve wanted to throw in the executive towel, and paint, draw, make then sell. Life gets in the way, it takes over and these dreams are filed away for a rainy, empty day. But then, something life-changing happens. It makes me think is this my silver lining? What the heck am I waiting for? So, here I am, writing my first blog entry. It could be the first, it could be the last.
I’m hoping this blog is going to be a personal visual history. I see things I love, I store them away in the dusty retreat of my brain, never knowing if I will see them again. So, instead of storing them away somewhere, I will store them here, and they will form a pattern, a story. A story of me.
On that note, it’s onwards and upwards.