Since 2012 I have shared a ‘new year, new me’ post with you all. Discussing the woes and hopes for the future. You may have however, realised that I missed out 2015.  I am totally shameless to say that I was depressed, low, lost and underwhelmed by life’s wonder. Did I really just admit that? I lost a lot- myself included. In 2015, I went through 6 months of physical, mental and emotion war. But I got up- and sometimes that is all it takes…getting up. Me & Art & Travel. This year (May 2016) I actively decided to become the curator of my life- to wholeheartedly go for what I want and do what I love. My first love is still here. Unchanged and messy as ever; art. Every time I pick up that paintbrush I feel the exact same feeling. I still create, I still publish and I still and always will be making. I decided to leave the freelance life as I felt a void this year. The amazing (and complicated) things that social …