les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs

I decided to make a little book out of scraps of paper & card about memories from my childhood..mainly about being at my grandma's house, i painted polaroid images on brown paper, done in watercolour & gold leaf.

Summer 2009...

so this summer me & some mates decided to head to glastonbury...twas fun didn't take too many pics & the ones i did take arent the best in the world but funtimes :)

i love this :)

the time has come..

So we are meant to be doing our research for our dissertation this is a major thing for me seeing as i dislike writing at the best of times i havent really got a set idea of what i want to do for it. i was thinking of doing it on when i was a child art to me was fun but now it just seems very forced , its quite hard to explian but i have spoken to a few people about it & they kinda agree with me on the idea..... sometimes i dont know its like the worst thing i could have done was mix my career with my hobby & seeing as i wasnt good at anything else i kinda had to....

i have never really been proud of any of my work, my achievements yes.. but im still notsure of direction & where i wanna be?

this makes me happy....

You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you, that’s where I’ll be waiting.