Well
this will probably be my last ever blog in this house....how weird. I’ve been
in my little flat for near enough 12 years now and blimey has the time flown. I
remember clearly the first day I set foot in this place, the clear white walls
and the open spaces were perfect for need back then but not so any more. Twelve
years of an artist living anywhere is enough! There are marks on the walls from
drum kits banging up and down the corridor, paint on the wall from old
canvases, torn carpet from nights out and endless holes in the wall from
continuously rearranging my pictures. I have to admit though, each mark is a
memory I completely treasure. This was the first home of my own that I totally
loved and to be honest still do and I really hope it can provide the next
person who lives here with the same care and attention that it’s provided me
with.
This
house held my heart break, held my silence, held my grief and my sadness. This
house watched me shed each and every one of those to become joy-filled and
light orientated. This house saw endless parties and quiet nights, intimate
conversations and full out arguments, beautiful paintings and artistic temperaments’.
This house has seen me heart-broken and heart-healed, born witness to me
finally learning to love and respect myself. This house has seen friends enter
and friends leave, this house has seen me cry more than I thought I could and
laugh louder than I knew possible. This has been a place of discovery and
acceptance. This place has been sacred to me. This place has been loved. If you
believe that homes can house the energy of its occupants I hope the next soul
that lives here takes a piece of the peace this space created for me.
As sad
as it is to close this door I am A LOT more excited to be opening the next one.
This new house with its fireplaces and rooms and cupboards ( yes I’m excited
about a cupboard but after 12 years without one who wouldn’t be? ) I will
finally have the space to create and express. Currently I have nowhere to rehearse
my music and I have to set up all my paints before I can use them, soon I shall
just pop up to my creative room and get going. I can’t wait. Really. I will sit
up in the morning with a sea facing bedroom and eat my breakfast in bed. I don’t
know what the next house will bring to me but I know I will get to wake up next
to someone I love, and that can’t be a bad start can it!
Big Love
Ryan x
