Baring All

(An easy Sunday ramble read.) * It wasn't unusual for me to ponder the plausibility, truthfulness and very existence of my spirit animal on my morning run. My mind could wander. Far. I was a wolf. I'd worked out that much by going to a GCSE art exhibition at the age of 17. How, you... Continue Reading →


Travel in the Time of Terror

So I had this post lined up a while ago but I put it off for a lack of motivation because somehow the content of the post seemed: stupid. irrelevant. non-applicable. And then it became apparent that terror attacks whilst you were holidaying in Europe and other places was actually not as unlikely as it... Continue Reading →

But I Want To Be A Warrier…

I read a book a few months back called Mad Girl by Bryony Gordon, a wicked awesome amazing woman who has OCD. Reading this book wasn't the first time I had thought about worrying. I had been told by doctors that I was a worrier, firstly, which shocked me a lot because I wouldn't have... Continue Reading →

6 Times my Life Changed

6 years ago today I was on a plane. This time 6 years ago, we had touched down in the desert. The Middle East was to be my home for 2 years and my family's for 4. 6 years on, my little brother, parents and dog are still out in the sandpit but at the... Continue Reading →

No. 5

"Newtown Creek" in watercolour A free hand drawing from Newtown Creek on the Isle of Wight yesterday afternoon before a storm kicked in. Drawn first on HB pencil then shadows highlighted in darker pen and then a fineliner ink pen. Then watercolour pencils used to colour the scene using a wet paintbrush and removing the... Continue Reading →

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