Growing up, William Troup suffered from dyslexia, which caused stumbling blocks in every aspect of his life. Everything from reading, writing, maths… they were all lost causes, until one fateful day his grandfather stepped in and sent him to a special school to get the help that he needed. From that day onward, words became a source of comfort. Writing in his free time and taking inspiration from other authors, his feelings and experiences in his life became more than just words… they became images, or art if you will. "Peace is not an easy thing to find," as he states, "but somewhere, amid all the chaos, beauty can still be found!"
