Impulse Memory (Rattled)
Watercolours & various pens on A3 canvas
London, 2025
And now, I am going to talk about my legs.
My screwed up, supportive legs that are doing the best they can.
I cannot kneel, yet I rise.
I cannot run, yet I move forward.
Such strength, such resilience, and now that I live in my soul city by choice, I feel I am no longer surviving, but actually living a life worth living.
No depression, no horrible dark thoughts that I was plagued with for years. Not anymore.
Such strength, such resilience, all for what? For the enjoyment of life's sweet moments and positive thought.
I am inspired to write, paint, reflect and feel alive.
So, here is a picture of my strong, resilient legs carrying me forward.
I asked whether a city can be your soulmate.
I believe it can. There is something special about this city and the people living in it. There are communities working together to live side by side, happily and safely.
This city is not perfect of course, perfection is achieved through the following of certain rules. Its beautiful imperfection, however, is oh so inspiring to young imperfect Lula.
I feel at home here.
London is my soul city and I made it 🥳
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