Daring Daughterhood

 For someone who loves drawing as much as I do, I have a very strange habit. I stop. Not permanently. Not intentionally. I just… put Procreate down one day and somehow don’t pick it up again for months. Life has a way of doing that. Work, children, school runs, washing that multiplies overnight, and the general chaos of family life quietly fill the space where creativity used to sit. The iPad stays on the shelf, the Apple Pencil rolls somewhere under a cushion, and drawing becomes one of those things I say I will get back to “soon”. And then one random day something happens. I open Procreate again. Usually it starts small. Just a quick sketch. A little experiment with colour. Nothing serious. But within minutes I remember exactly why I love it so much. The quiet focus. The way a blank canvas slowly turns into something real. The slightly magical feeling of creating a character who didn’t exist an hour ago. That is exactly where I am right now. After another accidental break from dr...