Dbee Robinson Artist - The Fat Struggling Menopausal Artist

  JAPAN 2026 — Finding My Way Back to Painting I have just completed all the drawings in the sketch pad I took with me to Japan, and somehow, finishing that last page feels rather more significant than I expected. I hope you enjoy looking through it as much as I enjoyed creating it. Japan 2026 was my escape trip. There were 17 of us in total, including our UK Tour Manager and local guide. I chose Japan quite deliberately. It was somewhere I had never been, and somewhere I knew I was unlikely ever to have visited before. Most importantly, it held no memories for me. After losing David, I found myself struggling to find my way back to the things I had always loved. Chinese brush painting had been such an important part of my life, but I had simply lost my heart for it. I couldn't seem to find the enthusiasm, the concentration or, perhaps most of all, the confidence to pick up my brushes and paint. I hoped that going somewhere completely new might give me some breathing space. And per...

  People lied - Time doesn't heal, it doesn't get easier, it gets so much harder. I haven't posted for a while. I was holding off until after his Memorial. I found it so hard to do, let alone say the word “ Funeral”, which upset some in the family. But that was how I coped at the time, and how I still feel, so Memorial it is. Two months later, I have finally managed to post that David's wishes have been met. He is free to roam the oceans, amongst the waves he loved so much. Six months have now passed. And it’s not getting any better, and I am NOT OK. I keep breathing. I keep getting up. I keep putting on the show that life expects of me. I smile when I am supposed to smile. I nod when I am supposed to nod. I tell people I am OK. I tell them I'm fine. But deep down, I am done. I am not broken, because broken things can usually be fixed. I am not lost, because lost things can sometimes be found. I am empty yet full of despair. I am a vessel that once lived, laughed an...