Whenever a person discovers something about themselves as an adult that has been present or growing since childhood, they inevitably think about the signs they may have missed; things that would have tipped them off sooner, given them a clue... Continue Reading →
When I was diagnosed with RP, I remember feeling lucky that I wasn't a painter or a photographer and that my particular creative outlet wasn't reliant on my eyes. I had never been very good at hands on creative expression... Continue Reading →