Given that today it was announced that the Red Cross would be delivering food aid across the UK, it felt like the right moment to share this page I made a couple of weeks ago. It needs no explanation, but I just wanted/needed to share my huge sadness at what is happening under a government which doesn't seem able to understand the needs of ordinary people .... or is unable to grasp the concept that not everyone has savings to fall back on.
This was one of those times when I shamelessly used an interesting piece of paper rather than working up an artsy background. Its allowed, and don't let anybody tell you its not real art if you don't make every bit of it yourself ...
It needed very little but I added a few bits and bobs, including these words I'd cut out from an Oxfam leaflet.
Then I just wrote what was on my heart. We do what we can to help, our church makes heroic efforts to collect for the food bank, but it isn't and can never be enough. Its still a tragedy.
Then the odd doodly line with a white pen and it was done. I cried when I'd done, but felt better for expressing it. Every time I sit down to eat I think about those who can't .... the ones right here at home in this rich, western country. And I feel ashamed.
You see in our early married life there were plenty of times when we weren't sure what we were going to eat the next day, or we lay awake wondering how on earth we could pay the bills. I've been there; its terrifying. We support the food bank run with real heroism by our local Salvation Army, but it shouldn't be happening and it makes me terribly angry! Maybe you'd noticed.
This was one of those times when I shamelessly used an interesting piece of paper rather than working up an artsy background. Its allowed, and don't let anybody tell you its not real art if you don't make every bit of it yourself ...
It needed very little but I added a few bits and bobs, including these words I'd cut out from an Oxfam leaflet.
Then I just wrote what was on my heart. We do what we can to help, our church makes heroic efforts to collect for the food bank, but it isn't and can never be enough. Its still a tragedy.
Then the odd doodly line with a white pen and it was done. I cried when I'd done, but felt better for expressing it. Every time I sit down to eat I think about those who can't .... the ones right here at home in this rich, western country. And I feel ashamed.
You see in our early married life there were plenty of times when we weren't sure what we were going to eat the next day, or we lay awake wondering how on earth we could pay the bills. I've been there; its terrifying. We support the food bank run with real heroism by our local Salvation Army, but it shouldn't be happening and it makes me terribly angry! Maybe you'd noticed.