3 journals from a strange month

I'm trying to keep separate journals for different "themes"

...maybe because I like organisation

...maybe because I bought too many journals

...maybe because I'm a slave to W.H.Smith

words are difficult

Stringing a sentence together is hard enough in my mother tongue, trying to do it in another language is nearly impossible. I love learning languages but sometimes it can be overwhelming. These are journal entries/collage things about those mixed feelings.

P.S. Let me know which languages you can speak/are learning! I'm curious/nosey!

window on the world

(I'm moving to Mars.)

the sky cracked open

"The sky just cracked open revealing the ocean... and everything's expanded and connected somehow... and everything surrounds me."

I went to the Isle of Coll (just off the west coast of Scotland) for a training course where I met the people I'm going to spend the next year of my life with. On the first night we went to the beach, climbed a huge sand dune and then I took that photo. When I came home, I found this video in my subscriptions box where Sadie describes the feeling better than I ever could. 

I rarely spend time appreciating the landscape in Scotland (because I have grown up with it, it's easy for me to take it for granted) but, during this trip, I decided to pay more attention. On the journey to Coll, I spent the whole time looking out of my window at the Scottish summer weather and I realised how much I am going to miss it. 

mustard yellow

 Photos from a day in June, when my friend matched the curtains.

bodies are good

Firstly: USA!?! WOOOO! SHOW ME PICTURES OF OLD PEOPLE FINALLY GETTING MARRIED AND OLD REPUBLICANS CRYING!

I made this last night - I don't really know what it is but I made it when I was thinking about body acceptance.

Each page has little windows cut into it. 

I found the photo in a magazine and cut it up into jigsaw pieces. Each piece should match up to the others throughout the book.

I stuck them into an old magazine about breakthroughs in science (I think?) I thought it would be neat to have a book about science which looks really cold and mechanical because it contrasts with the pictures (still kinda science?) that look really homely and natural.

Also - my dad brought a paper cutter home from work! YEAH! I'm embarrassingly excited about how neat all of my edges are going to be, I have the webcam selfies to prove it:

I HOPE YOU ARE FEELING WONDERFUL!

jellyfish & Liz Harris

I started to doodle organic shapes after seeing these beautiful patterns by Liz Harris:

They are stunning!

I was playing around with shapes and then I created something that looked a bit like a jellyfish and I might animate it but it would be SO difficult! I've been looking at videos of jellyfish swimming, trying to figure out how the hell they move but it's so hard to replicate! It's annoying to have an idea but to not have the skills to complete it!

orange hues

a million dead-end streets

I laughed the whole way through making this

his face is so ridiculous

i love it

And you may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?

SUP MTV!!!!!! WELCOME TO MY CRIB!!!!!!

I moved into this house when I was 13 and this room hasn't stayed the same for more than a year. I have a thing for interior decor (just show me a nice rug or poster and I'm yours) so I have constantly changed this space. When I move out of this house, I'm leaving the new owners sprawling constellations of blu tack stains all over the walls.

Perhaps it's just because I've become used to it but I definitely need a little bat cave of my own where I can hide from everything so I'm really thankful to have had my own space. There's something really magical about having inspiring or aesthetically pleasing things around you all of the time and over the years I've tried to cram everything I like into this room.

It's slightly too girly (I'm on the fence about that bunting, man!) but I've become lazy in my old age (ha) and I can't be bothered changing it. Perhaps that could be a metaphor. When I was slightly younger I wanted to change the space around me all of the time because I was changing.. hormones, y'know! Nope, I'll stay away from the puberty/decor comparisons from now on.

I wrote this in my journal a few days ago:

The past five years are turning into memories but I want everything to stay as the present. Does that make sense? Things are about to become so messy, people are moving away and I won't be able to keep in touch with them all. I know that if you do things right then you can be happy with one contained experience but sometimes it's fucking hard to let go. 

I just need to leave and get on with things. The past year has been like peeling a plaster off really slowly.

The light was really pretty!

 The title is from the song "Once In A Lifetime" by Talking Heads.


P.S the dress in the photo is the one I'm wearing to prom (I get to go even though I technically left school last year, woop!) and my mum said it was "very 70s," "interesting" and "very you" ... I don't know she was being complimentary or not but I'LL TAKE IT.