Flower Hats

I've been feeling the need to make the most of the warmth and light and flowers of summer recently. I'm back home for a while now so I took some self portraits out in the garden.

I hope to carry on this series, to look back on in winter when it's cold and miserable.

Listen

Trying to write down everything, as so that I don't miss out on any marvellous idea that will be my basis for my dissertation and third year life. It's turned out to be harder then expected. Actually no, I expected it to be this hard.

Also pretending to have pink hair. ✌

Photo Bunting!

I made photo bunting to keep me inspired. Photographs are by my favourite photographers, stills from films and photographs I have taken that I like. Now I expect to make amazing work from looking at my photo bunting all day. Yes.

A day or two at home

I was reading an old issue of 'Oh Comely' magazine the night before I got this train and there was a few pages devoted to this great idea they had about a travelling notebook. They would invite people to write in these notebooks and then pass them onto others who would then post it back by a certain date. Unfortunately the it didn't work out that well. There weren't as many replies as were hoped and it made me a bit sad.
So I decided to write my experience of my train as if I was writing in one of Oh Comely's notebooks:

I'm sitting on the train while it waits in the platform at Norwich. There is a woman outside my window with her dog. She's waving off the train. She points to the train and looks down at the dog as if to say "look can you see them?" Of course the dog happily wags its tail looking everywhere except the train, but I like to think everytime the dog looked up at its owner, it knew exactly what was going on.
The train goes past these amazing old abandoned buildings. I would so love to explore them but I have no idea where I am. When we go past tiny towns I wonder where people do their shopping because I can't see any sainsburys or tescos or morrisons.

 When I got home I realised there was a strange mark on my bedroom window. It was probably a pigeon flying into my window and I laughed to myself a bit at the thought of seeing it happen.

My (free) breakfast.

Dad's blueberries

I sent off for a film to be developed and I got scared that the paper would rip and the film would fall out and get lost in the post so I definitely made sure that wouldn't happen.

 Sunset on the way back to Norwich.

Remember when it was sunny?

Mock up Asia Book

I'm planning out what kind of layout I'm going to use in my book. This is a really rough (obviously) first draft of my book to see what order my images best go in. I want the layout to show that books are an art form themselves. Nothing compares!

New makings!

A moleskin I decorated and an envelope I made. I have a new love for washi tape.