Recently, my wife and I were invited to a photography exhibition. Lincoln’s own, and very talented, photographer Kelly Shakespeare, with who we are acquainted, left invitations for us to attend if we “aren’t too busy”. We felt that it would be a marvellous opportunity, and we were thrilled to be invited. I have to say, on that wet evening, the cosy little gallery was a welcome respite from another cold night in my shed – thank you, Kelly.
Kelly. Walking around with a glass of Marlborough Pinot Gris in one hand and a handful of peanuts in the other, I found myself asking, “When do people find time to be creative?” Obviously, they have found that illusive portal where time slows down, distractions or inhibitors are limited, and the flow…
