I like to use my creativity to restoring life back into old furniture heading to the tip or for cheap in charity shops. Less waste for the planet to cope with.
A chalk drawing of two people singing under a tree in the rain. Their song the same, neither remembering meeting the other before, but each of their voices stirring distant, long forgotten memories in the other.
Countless businesses cut corners, use underhanded practices, or just outright dirty secrets. If something is close to seeming to good to be true, there may be something foul at play
