Tat London Journal

Blessed — yes, that’s the word. To be in the UK during the marvellous month of October feels like a small act of God. As a child of October, I’ve always had a soft spot for it, whether from the fizz of excitement at the prospect of birthday gifts or simply the delight of all things autumnal.

We’ve had quite the hiatus – in the form of me having a baby. A joyful addition to my life. Not for the faint-hearted, this mothering business, and as a faint-hearted person I can safely say that’s the case. Being otherwise tied up, I’ve been a little lax in getting these musings down on paper. I know, the abundance of people dishing out lists online has become so relentless I sometimes wonder if there’s anyone left to buy all the things we so eagerly chirp about. But here I

There’s something truly special about stepping into an artist’s studio. It’s not just a workspace — it’s a world filled with energy, ideas and raw creativity. You see the paint splatters, half-finished projects, sketchbooks, tools and personal rituals that don’t always make it into the final piece. And that’s what makes it so powerful.