The Artist's Way.

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This is my battered old copy of 'The Artist's Way' by Julia Cameron. I bought this copy in 1994 and no matter how many times I shove it into the back of a cupboard it always gets retrieved.

It is my 'kick up the bum book.'

It enables me to reconnect with my inner and outer artist and to get moving forward with renewed vigour. It renews my faith in myself and who I am.

Describing oneself as an 'artist' can sound a bit, well, a bit poncey, pretentious, affected even but I have been painting and writing for a very long time , it's what I do. I have sold paintings at home and abroad, I have entertained children with my book, 'Mabel' and have had my research used in national newspapers and television documentaries.
I have stood in freezing conditions and the pouring rain while manning my pitch at London's Greenwich Market, I have sat in many a gallery while exhibiting my work.
My house is adorned with my artwork.
I am an artist.

Julia's book helps me recognise myself in a world where it is so easy to get lost.
If you are looking to discover or recover your creative self I would recommend The Artist's Way.

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