Just after Christmas I submitted my work for consideration at a national card company.

I wanted to be the blogger who today posted about finding success and realising that if you take a risk doors open.

Instead I’m licking my wounds (they didn’t want my work ‘at this time’) and wondering what now, why not me, why couldn’t it be as easy and instant as it seems to be for others…

I painted this in my journal a few months back. I’m reading it, hearing it but not feeling it right now.