Happy New Year

It’s messy. It’s uncertain. And strangely… I’m okay with that. (Happy New Year, by the way! lol)

Because over the last year, something shifted. What used to feel like failure... the self-doubt, the distraction, the not-knowing... now feels more like evidence that I’m on the edge of something new.

It’s not tidy.

It’s not streamlined.

And it’s definitely not what I see in my social media feed. __________________________________________________________________________________ Rewind to a week ago…

We had a lovely Christmas and New Year...

slightly more 'festive' than planned

(we somehow ended up in the pub on Christmas Day!)

but it was just what I needed.

By the end of the year, I was running on fumes... so I gave myself permission to step away from social media, rest, and properly reset.

Then I logged back on this week…

and it hit me how much of the online space is geared toward polish, certainty, and performance. You know the kind of posts I mean... AI-polished perfection promising clarity, confidence, and colour palettes that guarantee success. And I just… can’t.

Because that’s not what being an artist looks like... not for me, anyway.

So this year, I’m making a promise:

More honesty.

More uncertainty.

More real.

Just me, sharing what I’m doing, thinking, wondering...or quietly struggling with...as I go.

I have a feeling I’m not the only one craving that kind of authenticity. Anyway...

What about you? I hope you had a lovely break over the festive season... and I’m wondering how you’re feeling at the start of this new year?