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Whilst I have had no official education in the visual arts, I cannot
claim to be entirely ‘self taught’, for, over the years, I have
perused many an enlightening tome scribed by accomplished artists.
Indeed, my diligence in this has led to claims by my husband that
the Chancellor of the Exchequer bases his workings of the whole
national budget on my expenditure on these!
In
fact, I trained as a nurse and for twenty enjoyable years practised
within the profession, specializing in cardiology. Then, on a whim
whilst lurching through the typical working mothers shifts of
frantic juggling of family, work and household, I compiled a
mother’s diary accounting a year of our family life. Though
this - almost completed - work has attracted some gratefully
received acclaim from members of the literary ranks, it has been its
illustrations that have caught people’s eye. |
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Spurred on by family and friends, I now find myself, having hung up
my sensible rubber-soled nursing shoes and donned something far more
rakish, taking on commissions and introducing myself as an artist. |
