I AM A SEEKER, A SEEKER OF COLOUR, OF PATTERN OF DECAY

This is an anonymous story collected from the public as part of THE WOKINGHAM ARC PROJECT.

I am a seeker, a seeker of colour, of pattern of decay. I am a listener, for birdsong, engines and people going about their day. I breathe in the smells, the plants flowers, freshly baked goods and the traffic open to the movement that life brings. 

What makes me feel alive in my local area is the connection with others, the community. The sense of belonging.

Home, to me, means a peaceful place, warm and cosy, where are you rest and recoup from the every day.

 I hope that Wokingham will be known as a creative town with an engaging art community.

I have lived in Wokingham all my life. (Introverted and neuro divergent) but I’m learning to step out and become involved in the local community – using my voice.