My Story
A brain that simply won’t turn off. Passion for the Arts that won’t die. An enthusiastic soul who wears his heart on his sleeve, who cries at music, who smiles a lot, worries for others, but who is, ultimately, a bit of an idiot.
“The man is a bit of an idiot.”
I class myself as a creative. A photographer for 43 years now, an Illustrator since I can remember and a writer who suddenly became an author.
I’m old, 59, but with an inquisitive mind full of questions, actual facts and sometimes, I make up things in my head just to amuse. I never lie, have smoked nothing ever, drink very little. Oh, and women are a mystery to me.
I adore, yes adore, what I do for a living. I capture those important segways of peoples lives, I make sure others know that the people I photograph actually existed.
Very rarely, there is silence in my head, either because I’m thinking things through, but mainly because, through my headphones (I have 4 pairs), my life has a soundtrack. Music is vital to my existence, the very core of exploration.
Then there’s writing. Oh my Lord, writing. Just to get away from my world and into another, takes my soul onto a different dimension, just briefly. I can feel it. I can also feel the disappointment when I return.
The loves of my life are my dogs, Dizzy and Bailey, sisters, and they are my comfort blanket.
I mean no harm to others and my intentions are always, always honourable.
I am Jon Ball - A Creative - I’ll die lonely, but fulfilled.