Tag Archives: aphantasia
WHAT A MESS!
When I was a kid in America, we occasionally had ‘art lessons’ which consisted of being given a piece of paper and told to draw whatever. We had pictures to colour-in and were encouraged to ‘decorate’ round the edges of … Continue reading
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Tagged Angela, aphantasia, Battersea Power Station, Diane, Duncan, elephants, Mill Yard Craft Centre, oil painting, Rosemary brushes, sketching
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“Where does SHE come from?”, Part Four
It was the ‘Swinging Sixties’, I was twenty years old. Looking back at myself, fifty four years later, I realise what a child I still was but, then, I thought I was a ‘grown-up’. I had just failed to get … Continue reading
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Who else has Aphantasia? Probably not you!
I was standing in the field which surrounded the school I was working in with two of the fifteen year old girls I had been teaching. I think I had asked them to remember my earlier instructions or some such … Continue reading
White Haired Woman 