String and Other things.

FlutterBy.
Firstly I cant believe how attatched I have become to this piece of string.

We have done lots of things together since it had been handed into my care. Apart from doing everything I do, my little piece of string tried to runaway. After a very heavy night out on halloween, I woke up the next morning to find him missing. I turned my room upside down. Couldn't find it what so ever...Hiding under my pillow. I asked it why run away? No answer.

Im thinking of creating a scrap book to do for the whole year about this string, and this gave me the idea to do the same with a garden gnome. I find them fascentating. I wonder what it would be like to hang out with one.

On another note I have been in two frames of mind the last few days about the Mary Greg project. I feel im not doing the right thing. And feeling very limited to what I can do.

I have been also tihnking that the best thing for me to do would be to totally go with my own ideas and work in my own little world for a while.

Mary Greg

Butterfly pin.

This post is extremely late, as I keep a journal too I keep making the habbit of forgetting I also keep a blog.

Small Minds.

Mary Greg. What a wonderful women. Seeing the objects that were not in public display pounded a mystery into the whole idea of the project.

Two things caught my eye.

The various collection of tiny shoes. Made my heart melt. It was like christmas opening these boxes and seeing what was inside, and also the Butterfly hair pins amongst other objects in the last room.

Here comes my butterfly obession again.

My main idea after seeing all these beautiful objects was going with the idea of Mary's hidden treasures or/ In her shoes. The idea what I like most about the shoes is that its personal, shoes carry stories, they travel where you travel, its an object that goes where you go until there worn and tierd.

I took plenty of photographs, which I am currently uploading, to set the ball rolling overall, (edited to my style of a low vibrencey)

Next on my agenda is too get my sketch book going and start on the sketchbook project as my mole skin sketchbook from America has arrived!

Shoes

Treasure Chest

Ooops.

Why am I finding this blogger thing so difficult? Spanner Roxy.

Bad Times

Poorly on party day. Gutted.


If I had of been fighting fit this day. I would of been part of the "Party pieces for Party People" group.


From what i experienced of the development I found hard.


Hard to get my voice heard. God bless Interrupting. 

A Summer Full Of Games

To make University even more nerve racking than it already was, over the summer me and other students on my course were asked to produce an "Ice Breaker" game. I spent most of the summer thinking broadly about inventing a game that wouldn't seem dull.


After much thought, just two days before, I decided to go with a simple game my mother used to play with me when I was younger.
Draw a squiggle and make it your own. I thought that this would be successful in the fact that it said alot about me. Unpredictable.


Reviewing the game after it had been played, I was chuffed with the over all outcome. People were laughing, and getting creative in what they could interpret and produce.
Normally I dislike the forceful feeling of getting to know brand new people, but I truely enjoyed the afternoon. It was intriguing too see what other people had invented and made. It gave a kick start to the next three years. Now im looking forward to every new experience that comes my way.