Turning professional

Last month I wrote about the need for a holiday having experienced a series of firsts which have taken me to the edge of my comfort zone and in many cases beyond. At the time of writing, I’m just a fe

Last month I wrote about the need for a holiday having experienced a series of firsts which have taken me to the edge of my comfort zone and in many cases beyond. At the time of writing, I’m just a fe

My father wasn’t an artist, but he did life drawing for fun. His pastels and drawings from friends were all over the house, and sometimes, I would go and draw from the figure as a young kid. Like most

For over 30 years, I have lived in Walberswick – a tiny village on the east coast – in view of Southwold and its working harbour. I have walked, jogged (my kids usually call this shuffling) and sat an

Leah Wood became a painter by way of opening for David Bowie and sashaying down the catwalks, but Nature now lights up her artistic imagination and underpins her efforts to campaign for the environment

The amalgamation of these two venerable magazines, Leisure Painter and The Artist prompted me to wonder at which point a leisure painter becomes an artist. Of course there is really no answer to that