In which I make marks, track how I spent my time and get scared of breaking pastels.
In which I use crayons to fight my creative block.
In which I realise writing blog posts starts... before writing blog posts.
In which I pick up my camera and dip my toes in the YouTube world again.
In which I finally understand a lesson my dad taught me twenty years ago.
In which I discover new artists, battle old excuses, and feed my creative battery.
In which I avoid facing my fears by... doing the laundry.
In which I debug my creative process (yes, with actual code).
In which I talk about how saving things for the right moment is a good way of making sure that moment never happens
In which I try to convince you that Lego, Beth O'Leary, a wonky homemade synth stand and a Casio F-91W have things in common
