STARING AT PAPER
My journey back to publication.
Hours upon hours of unpaid time, staring at paper. Waiting for ideas to flow. Fighting the demons of self doubt. Am I good enough? Has my time passed? Will my work be remembered? In the end you just carry on, these questions cannot be answered unless you do.
Warmed by the fact that my first ever book was published and sold internationally and had several other books published in succession. I cling to the hope that I can replicate that past period of success.
I had to sideline my dreams and put the needs of my family ahead of my own ambition and the years slipped by. But I never lost sight of the vision I have carried with me since childhood, which is to make art the way I survive in this world. Everybody tells you that you can’t do it, it’s just a hobby. But I don’t believe that.
So I’m back, staring at paper, waiting for the ideas to flow.
Being traditionally published is a huge achievement. But finding my way back after so long was going to be tough.
So I’ve embarked on a self publishing path and I have found total creative freedom. My style of writing and the way I make art is growing organically and extending in to new areas.
From creating my own font which blends harmoniously with the images to marketing, creating stickers and posters and merchandise to build a brand.
It is all coming from within. All my interests and hobbies combined with the freedom to roam in open spaces and the time to stop; and let the true version of myself come out through my work.
It’s liberating, and I am excited for the future.