Kamusta!
Tuesday, 26 May 2015
Friday, 22 May 2015
// Altering vintage -- 1 //
New purchase at Bernardo's!
This cost me 0.99p, which was a great deal as usual.
I can't wait to see what I can do with this piece, and how I may
be able to alter it.
--January
// PHOTOGRAPHY DOCUMENTING GONE WRONG //
My extremely poor attempt at documentating my day, through the hole in between my thumb and
index finger. Not the best photography style.
-- JANUARY
// MY STUDY DESK SPRING 2015 //
- Me To You bear [gift]
- Sharpies in a jar
- Pen Jar
- Boots lipbalm
- Hand cream
- A plaque with 'Therapy' by All Time Low on it [Gift]
- Fake flowers from Wilkinson, in an old coconut juice bottle
- Library books on fashion
- Alexander McQueen - Savage Beauty [such a good visual and biography book]
--January
Thursday, 21 May 2015
Friday, 15 May 2015
Monday, 11 May 2015
// MY HEAD // --j
My Thoughts...
Okay so here's something a little weird, and a little different.
It's now really really hard for me to disclose what thoughts run through this crazy head of mine, and
I cannot give you any psychology facts because I do not take it. But would rather have a psychologist honestly diagnose that for me.
My brain, as I 'd like to visually discrube it. Is like a photoshop file. Each thought I process every mili-second, is like a quickly produced/edited image with dozens of layers of thoughts blended and overlapped on one another, creating a distorted array of thoughts, feelings, emotions etc.
I can create an infinite gallery of all these images in my head. Which is structured like a maze, and I an running through it. But every now and then I would pass an image I had created in the past, and remiscent.
Some would create colour and texture, and a vibrant aura. Whilst other paintings in my head would connote a sense of dispair because that old memory was either too bittersweet... or just too bitter to even forget. Like, a abstract piece gone wrong.
--JANUARY
Okay so here's something a little weird, and a little different.
It's now really really hard for me to disclose what thoughts run through this crazy head of mine, and
I cannot give you any psychology facts because I do not take it. But would rather have a psychologist honestly diagnose that for me.
My brain, as I 'd like to visually discrube it. Is like a photoshop file. Each thought I process every mili-second, is like a quickly produced/edited image with dozens of layers of thoughts blended and overlapped on one another, creating a distorted array of thoughts, feelings, emotions etc.
I can create an infinite gallery of all these images in my head. Which is structured like a maze, and I an running through it. But every now and then I would pass an image I had created in the past, and remiscent.
Some would create colour and texture, and a vibrant aura. Whilst other paintings in my head would connote a sense of dispair because that old memory was either too bittersweet... or just too bitter to even forget. Like, a abstract piece gone wrong.
--JANUARY
Wednesday, 6 May 2015
Tuesday, 5 May 2015
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