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"Mummy, point the cam-bera on the wettings!" I was about four, and my Mum was recording a home video of my siblings and I playing in a paddling pool in the garden. I didn't know the word footprints, so I did my best with the limited speech I had at the time to implore my Mum to point her camcorder down at 'the wettings', probably because I liked how they looked.

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Who'd have thought years later, that looking up the word 'wetting' these days brings up multiple definitions, and not one to do with wet imprints on a stony patio on one summer's day in the mid-90's?

 

Why that as the title though? There's got to be a million other better ones? It's one of many memories I'm either reminded of or often finding myself returning to. I'd hurt my foot in the pool, and wanted Mum to point the camcorder at my injury, but found myself becoming inexplicably distracted by the wet footprints around me. Always the little things!

 

It's a memory that's left an imprint, like a wetting, on not only myself and my family, but on anyone who's ever been told this anecdote. It might leave one on you now, but then again, it might not. I'm not to say.

 

So I chose this title, because I find that it's a unique, but a concise one that illustrates a way I've found navigating and negotiating life and its obstacles and endeavours. How our actions and words leave marks on ourselves as well as others, (for better or for worse!) and that it's one of many things to hold on to as well as learn from, considering how life goes on, but is over before you know it.

 

So if such introspection on the marks we leave people interests you - be it through the day to day, work, or anything in between - then by all means, stare at these candid subjective thoughts of mine, as I discuss; similar anecdotal memories, present endeavours with Autism and Mental Health issues, as well as updates on my Film Projects and my similar bouts of creativity.