Tag: love

my love letter to the 24 bus route

Not long after making the decision to create a self-directed residency based around the 24 bus route, an opportunity came to me in the form of a competition, a competition that was totally aligned with what I would be exploring – my existence though the 24 bus route. The competition with Letters Live was framed… Continue reading my love letter to the 24 bus route

leading lights. an almost silent story

from Hastings to the caravan park to St Leonards to London to me. the lights are leading the way. I’ve arrived. and I’m all settled in at my new home for the next two weeks. my first every artist residency. here I come. glowing.

you see I have this repetitive call inside of me to map

It may be absolutely wet and wild out there, kinda batten down the hatches type of weather but I feel so excited and so ready for this day, a day that has been in the planning for months now. You see I’m about to begin a two week self-directed artist residency based in Pimlico, London,… Continue reading you see I have this repetitive call inside of me to map

a story of reconnecting with my inner child

For as long as I can remember I’ve been carrying around with me this invisible wall that I seem to be perfected in the art of erecting, right in my path, anytime I get too close to the wire in sharing my artwork. You might think that sounds absurd considering there’s a lot of it… Continue reading a story of reconnecting with my inner child

do you believe in synchronicity?

I do. It happens to me all the time. Take my teddy for instance, well, it was my brother’s when he was little actually. Anyhow, on Wednesday this week I decided to bring it back from Spain with me and look after it a bit better than I had been. I also wanted to get… Continue reading do you believe in synchronicity?

feeling pluff

Have you ever had one of those days when you wake up and just feel a bit pluff? You can’t quite put your finger on it, maybe it was the dream you had, chaotic, busy, feeling a bit left behind, excluded. But you wake up to some lovely thoughtful messages from a friend, including a… Continue reading feeling pluff

people are just so lovely

So me and my mum were on the way to the hospital today, driving, with plenty of time to get there, as neither of us do being late, it’s just not in our genes, neither was in my dad’s. If anything, we always arrive early, you know, like five or ten minutes or so. I… Continue reading people are just so lovely