Story: I have to admit that I wasn't sure if I'd ever be wise. I mean, at university it became pretty obvious to me that there were plenty of people who knew a lot more than me. And I'm not talking about the lecturers. There were some students who buried their noses in books with titles I couldn't begin to understand, and others who'd pepper their conversations with snippets of information I'd never come across. I studied hard, keen to learn and hoping to somehow catch up, and I earned my degree. But even then, it was no different. I found myself still surrounded by others who seemed far more knowledgeable than me. I refused to give up, but deep in my heart I thought there wasn't much hope for me. But that was before I realised that some kinds of wisdom come quietly. Facts and figures might sometimes elude me, but other things come easily. I instinctively know when to place an arm around a shoulder or offer a comforting cup of tea. I understand that the tiniest thing can matter very, very much and that the silliest joke can draw a smile. In a crisis, you can always turn to me. And I can tell you for sure that there's nothing more important than friends and family. Wisdom landed so softly, I didn't notice its arrival. But now a certain kind of wisdom has become part of me.
Media: Acrylic and mixed media
Surface: Box canvas
Size: 20cm x 38cm x 1.5cm [depth]; 7.87" x 14.96" x 0.59" [depth]
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