I’ve finally got a studio space. It’s in Wakefield, the next town down the road. It’s a little more than I was wishing to spend, but after a series of difficult years that have forged a kind of internal inquisition into my devotion to my work, I now feel like I’ve got a concrete commitment to make this work out.
However…
Sadly, I was unsuccessful with an Arts Council bid that I put my heart and soul into.
I even paid for mentoring for support. I was as honest as I could be about how much I need help right now without playing the metaphorical violin.
Arts Council funding would have boosted my self-worth, which, over the last few years, has been crumbling and affecting my behaviour in deeply regrettable ways.
But I feel confident that I’ve passed a turning point. The studio space has for the first time in a long time let me feel self worth in that which i have devoted my life to.
Wish me luck.
John B Ledger 