18/02/2026
As I continue to unpack - I didn’t realise, I’d saved two suitcases all together of my children’s drawings and paintings.
What looks like a lot of paper was a timeline of growing up — wobbly marks, bold colour, invented creatures, stick men, feelings in scribbles, stories in symbols.
Children’s artwork isn’t just something they make - it’s something they leave behind as evidence of development.
Each picture holds a moment of how they saw the world and how they felt in it.
They are memory bridges. When they look back at their drawings, they reconnect with earlier versions of themselves — what mattered, what they loved, what they were working through.
I’m storing them carefully. Not as clutter — but as an emotional archive, I hope they will enjoy revisiting for decades to come.