I am prone to self-sabotage. I am the demon on my own shoulder, pulling at my hair, picking at my skin and telling myself that a little of this won't hurt, and a little of that, and a little bit more.
Read MorePhotography
Of Masks and Shards
This week was an experiment in both colour and technique, and I was fully expecting to not get any pictures I liked but that's what my mission to create consistently is all about. I want to learn new things and create outside of my comfort zone .
Read MoreI've been feeling fuzzy
I've been feeling fuzzy lately - like there's static in my brain while it is simultaneously filled with syrup. Everything has been slow and crackly and like it may not actually be there. When I've tried to concentrate, my brain, the poor thing, has been pulled this way and that, all the while getting stuck in the syrupy. fuzzy sludge. It's not been a good brain week.
Read MoreThe greater your shadow becomes
I'm not much of a gamer. I have random bursts of obsessively playing things and then I stop and play nothing for months and months and months. But sometimes you find a game that plants itself in your heart and never leaves. This is a homage to that game .
Read MoreIn Worship of the Sun
This is a love letter to golden light and little pockets of wilderness in the middle of a bustling town. I was born in Oxfordshire, where the countryside is abundant and available within a short walk. When I first moved in with my other half back in 2016, I was worried about the lack of open, green spaces. In the Black Country, there isn't much sprawling countryside between towns, often there's nothing but a sign in the small space between streets to tell you where one ends and the next begins (at least, that's the case where we live).
Read MoreWitch, Cat, Moon I: A Study in Burgundy
Welcome to a small portion of the inside of my head, where my cat snuggles up close and the moon is never far away, and I am as magical as the things I dream about when no one is looking.
Read MoreA Spot of Tea
Every life is made up of moments, from teeny, tiny microscopic ones like that time you kicked a stone that little bit further than you ever have before to gigantic, towering moments like getting married, giving birth or landing your dream job. Most people, myself included, do not expect to have powerful, life-affirming creating-is-what-I-am-meant-to-be-doing-with-my-life moments while sat in a little study in a little house at the end of a not-so-little garden, in a little street in Oxford, balancing a teacup and saucer on their head while one of their closest friends pours tea into it under the direction of a mad-brilliant, creative genius. (Yes, it was all captured in camera.) But there it was, and here we are.
Read MoreThen came Easter
Easter came far too quickly. I wasn't entirely prepared for it. When I decided to take more self-portraits, I didn't plan on creating an Easter-themed image but then, on one fateful late-night snack run, my other half and I came across an incredibly cute door wreath. You can tell I'm rubbing off on him because at exactly the same instant, we looked at one another and both exclaimed 'crown!'
Read MoreFrom in the Clouds
Today is my birthday, and yesterday, Sparrow, my partner in crime helped me become a princess. She also took the shots at the end of this post, and had the mad and brilliant idea to make a cloud tree! It's the first time I've used clouds in a long time and I love it.
Read MoreStars
The last self-portraits that I took of myself that I liked included stars, so it makes sense that these ones do too. (I would love to say this was completely planned but it only occurred to me when I was writing this blog entry.)
Read MoreJoin me on Youtube
Once upon a time, I had a youtube channel and I was going to fill it with sketches and my own brand of awkward but well-meaning comedy, I was also going to fill it with bookish things and behind the scenes things.
Read MoreAnd the Sea blushed
It takes a special kind of person to wear a thin dress and launch themselves sea-ward on a chilly morning in October when the clouds are rolling in and there's not a hint of sun in the overcast sky. It's a very lucky kind of person who knows one.
Read MoreThe Veil
It was early in the morning, we'd been staying at a kooky little house in the Devon countryside when the mist rolled in. We'd gone away with the intentions of creating and the weather seemed to be on our side. Mist is one of my favourite conditions to shoot in, there is something magical about it, and something that little bit uncanny.
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