Life imitates art. The people who help us make it.

Yesterday I walked into a bookshop and inhaled the whole bookstore.

Or something like that. The picture books. The novels. The words. The covers. The stories. I only stayed for a few minutes. But it was refreshing. Invigorating.

Wandering back, walking past a gallery, I thought about painting again. One of the mums from school asked me about art at a birthday party on the weekend “Do you paint?”

“No not since, well, I was sixteen. And a while ago at uni.”

But writing about art makes me want to try again. And so did she. “Ooooh but you should paint, you should”.

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Image originally uploaded by Stellah de Ville

Many years ago I met Stellah. We spoke about art and life and media – and about an animation and creative media postgrad. I thought it sounded amazing, but I never thought of applying. “Oooh but you should. Let’s apply together.”

And we did. And I loved it.

This is my  Day 16 entry for NaBloPoMo on the September theme of Art.