a confession i made to myself at work one day. self portrait.walkman from awkward teenage years that i've recently started using again because my mp3 player died. this also means i have to listen to mixtapes from awkward teenage years. luckily, as a teen, i listened to better music than i do now.my boyfriend's desk dinosaur. i have no idea ...
i bought a beautiful handmade notebook from a fair at my brother's special needs school. all the pages are brightly coloured paper, and BRILLIANT to doodle on with a black gel pen!seriously, it feels awesome.2012
2003this was the front of my highschool chemistry folder. it doubled as a DO NOT ENTER sign once. then i scratched that shiz off and tippexed howlin' pelle from the hives onto it instead.
sorry for the lack of updates. one of the dogs this blog was named after had to have a rather serious operation a few days ago. my life is currently revolving around this, so please bear with me. so far she's recovering quite well :)rosie2010
may 2011we were messing around with some light painting but couldn't quite get the camera to do what we wanted it to do. because we're a bit thick :)the final result:
The brief asked us to create a design that was out of place in its surroundings, and thus change the meaning of that space.‘Real Families’ is meant to break down the walls of the homes that we live in that we keep so precious and private. It exposes our safe, warm comfort zones to the desolate, neglected and cold outside ...
