So will I get more set in my ways as the years pass? Am I already? Being forced to answer very basic questions
‘why would I do this?’
‘what is the point of making a block print except for creating patterned textiles?’
‘why would I want to do anything differently, I am 92 years old?’
That last challenges me most. Right now, I am not 92 and am continuously curious, long may it last.
Drawing is my map, my transport, my compass and my tool.
This is what happened when I drew for the first time at the Mountains Nursing Home.