How one discarded piece of driftwood became a turning point,  and how art keeps saving lives in the quietest ways Most people see driftwood and step over it, Manfred picked it up and saw a duck.
But this isn’t just about wood, or a duck, or even art.
This is about someone who hit rock bottom, then looked at the rock a little closer, and found a diamond. Art didn’t just heal him, it rewired something. From the fog of depression to the spark of creation, every brushstroke became a lifeline. One by one, the pieces he created started speaking to people. Not loudly, not with polish or perfection, but with realness - with scars, with something deep and human. Because the truth is,  broken things aren’t worthless, they’re often the beginning of the best stories. That little driftwood duck? It lit the way, and every piece since has carried that same raw honesty. As he says, “Buying a piece of my art… you’re buying a piece of my heart.” and he means it. Art gave him peace, it gave him purpose. It gave him breath on the days it felt like the world forgot how to. Now, we want to give back. 🎨 He needs paints. Brushes. Tools. Support. A few good humans. If you’re reading this, maybe that’s you. Whether it’s buying a piece, donating supplies, or simply sharing his work, this is one of those moments where you get to say, “I helped light that next step.” Because sometimes all it takes is someone seeing the beauty in what others left behind. If you’d like to support, get in touch with Manfred please do get in touch via his Local First listing here: #feelgoodfiles .