What Makes You You? Each answer acts as an inspiration for me to create a unique digital image.

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number 447
Making art is a kind of meander that, after a while, seems to trace the outlines of a person’s unique nature, as well as pointing toward something universal. I think that as artists, we are involved in a kind of shamanism, gives us a kind of relationship to ourselves and to that which is greater.
inspired by Peter Harrington

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number 444
Smoking cigarettes and solitude, to work with the passion in my heart to uncover it and find the joy and fly! I love wood engraving and printing my blocks, I love my printing press and the smell of ink. I love walking with my lurcher and knowing where the wren nests. I love my garden, tending it and watching it grow- I need to feel that magic. When I am bored I watch clouds and think of drawing or painting. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. I always try to smile at strangers [it might be the only smile they see all day] and I try to be a feather and breathe like a whale.
 inspired by Jill Barker

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number 443
The place where I grew up is the center of Tokyo. However, I had been getting sense of strong familiar to nature when I was child, through spending time in there. I started to have interest in animism after I began to study painting. Japanese Buddhism, Shinto, and Celtic thought for example. I live in a forest at present, and have been enjoying the blessings of nature. I sometimes feel keenly I am a tiny part of nature, in a short term of long history.
inspired by Mitsu Yoshida

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number 436
I have a dyslexic daughter who is very artistic that’s what caught my eye about your number 421 – and I like it generally! Lines, shapes, contrast and nature are what I love. I don’t do much art (as in paint/pencil on paper) lately, but I take photos and run jewellery (bead) workshops – so have a creative outlet.
inspired by Laura Kyffin

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number 433
So what makes me/me. is a damaged person who was abused sexually at the age of 11, before then I lived in a world of Barbie’s and pink fluffy stuff, from the age of 11 I lived a life that was fractured between the life of a child who saw the world in bright colours, but saw the night as a fractured element of fear and of strange noises and frightening hand written notes, from that moment I was always told that what made me was the fact I was different, and yet I tried to live in a world that I should conform to and yet I didn’t and still don’t. So what makes me/ me is I am an outsider looking in, and yet I act as if I fit into the world, I speak and I react as if I belong in a world and yet I have never been seen as myself. I have an inner peace in this knowledge actually. The hidden part of pain has never been expressed to the real world so I am amazing in the fact that I have this darkness and a fabulous led light for the outside world! So that is me! What makes me, me is a fractured but interesting concoction of dark, that is cracked with the chance of hope, and elements of normality that is a fundamental element of normality. Part of me feel that most of us are concocted of this mixture…..?1? I will never truly fit I am like marmite and yet I can cope with that!
inspired by Anonymous

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number 431
Professionally I am a cutting machine operator. I have a lot of puzzles. I think we all are actor we have to act well. If we do well maybe we will get a confirm ticket for go to heaven otherwise surely we will get a ticket to hell. So my formation of life is do well be well and live well after and before death.
inspired by Nabajit Bordoloi

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number 429
Hmmm. What makes me me? I don’t know, could be a range of things, I’m not sure what others see in me! Maybe it’s that I love art, or its the things I talk about. I think being an artist makes me me. And what makes me the artist I am, possibly the moody
introspection or the unpredictable need for human contact that I so often tell myself I don’t need.
inspired by Daniel Soares

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number 426
I was born and brought up in a family of many brothers and sisters and that was of middle class. We were poor in money but rich in culture. Every brother and sister was engaged in doing cultural activities, somebody used to sing, somebody used to dance, some body used to paint etc.etc.,naturally, rhythm and melody was in my blood. I liked to paint from my early ages, and when I attained maturity I had addicted to invent a style of my own in my paintings, so in my journey through paintings I came across with many colors, they became my friends, I talked to them to find their nature their moods etc. and so they make me what I am in my paintings.
inspired by Anjan Sengupta

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number 425

I am interesting because I look deeper seeing things others may miss a sort of ex-ray vision that helps me in my art and that can make me sensitive and see the funny side of a situation. I have a good sense of humour and friends love that and people I have just met too. I am lucky and tragic at the same time. Synchronicity in my life happens a lot and amazingly doors open for me. I love to love adore people and animals especially cats and I express myself in my paintings. Painting to me is a daily practice searching always for more. I like my own company too and like to spend time in my garden growing things and watching wild life by the river. In the summer I love to swim wild swimming in rivers and the sea. I love to travel but not to tick boxes but to discover and absorb the different cultures. I am a happy person sad things have happened to me and that has made me strong! I am sensual and love to dance! I believe in karma and past lives. I love astrology the energies of the signs in our time my time helps me to understand what’s going on in my life. Mostly I love nature sunshine thunderstorms …….
inspired by Christine Spencer-green

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number 423
I am allergic to injustice. Brings me out in a rash. My Dad, made me both physically, emotionally, and socially. He left us in 1988 and the world was a poorer place for it. A true hero to me, and many others. I had him tattooed on my arm, doing what he loved best. Soaring alone, above the clouds, in his WW2 Spitfire. He watches my every move. I say Hi to him every morning in the shower, and he makes me smile. His common sense, compassion and infectious Yorkshire humour were passed on in my genes and my attitudes. I have to stop writing this, as I’m welling up. Joe Bell. That,s what makes me. I try anyway.
inspired by Nigel Bell

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number 419
A set of 23 chromosomes, energy systems at times too tightly wired. A need therefore to connect to nature, to bathe in remote dark ponds and to experience the green fields of childhood. It is unconditional LOVE that I wish to feel yet the trivia of life can sometimes prevail.
inspired by Gina Glover