Allow me to introduce this absurdly eyelinered, amply-nosed woman: I’m Marie.
This is my pitifully poorly assembled excuse for a blog (damn you WordPress, I was expecting flatpack). On a positive note, it keeps me from going Michael-Douglas-in-Falling-Down loco, clutching my brain and swigging Malbec directly from the bottle.
When I’m not knocking together poorly assembled swears on these pages, I am wife to man of near-saintly patience, Mama to a Future Queen of the World (when she can stay up later than 8pm), writer for a rather delightful creative agency, which is full of scrummy people with great hair, drinker of heroic amounts of wine and the 2017 winner of the Marilyn Manson Inaugural Prize for Huge Eyeliner (Over 40 category).
Away from My Tiny Soundproof Wordhouse, I assume my alter-ego of Art Evangelist Extraordinaire – being the very flappy gob of my beloved Art on the Street, an award-winning social enterprise, providing opportunities for artists.