Notes from 2018 // note 4

Back in Malvern. My birthday. 33.

How is it possible that I am the great old age of 33? I quite like the way this sounds, like a rounded number. Thirty Three. I think I am amongst some sort of weird fog/crisis and feeling a bit wobbly. Maybe its the new age. Thirty-three is slightly different from 32/31/30. It feels like you should most definitely have your shit together; life/kids/house/career. I am sort of dangling in some sort of abyss. I seem to have bits and pieces sorted and am surviving. But I am not thriving. SO. There that is. I feel very much like these photos, surrounded by a fog that consumes everything and unable to see much in front and behind me… I feel a bit stuck and fuzzy. It must be that time of year. I usually relish in winter. But this January and half of february I have found it hard to get up and go. I feel like everyone has suffered these past two months. I can’t wait for spring to come and blow out those cobwebs. Lighter nights and warmer days. Being outside. Long walks.

These photos were taken on a random wednesday, at the beginning of the year. One of those days when it is all foggy and gloomy. When everyone has returned to work after the festivities of the festive season. That wednesday happened to be my birthday the 10th.

We decided on going out for a long walk around Malverns’ charity shops. The only aim was to hunt gems and get cake (it was my birthday after all!).
(how much is that puppy in the window?!)
We went to my favourite pub ever ever… we had fish and chips and a very good pint!

Malvern is also one of my favourite places. The streets are so grand and beautiful. It makes me feel like I am stepping back in time every time I visit and walk around these streets imagining the grand houses and who occupied them. It was suitably gloomy and a thick fog had settled down so low. I have a thing with tree skeletons. Their beautiful spindly fingers are so elegant and graceful. A blurry picture of some cake but proof I managed to stuff some cake in my face.

Does this look like a horror film or a set from an old theatre scene about some vile being? Love it!

So one last note from England and then we shall move onto daily life here!

Notes from 2018 // note 3

Whilst visiting England we were lucky enough to have a stay in beautiful Bath. My mum invited us to stay in a beautiful little hotel near to the Royal Cresent.

We drove through the lovely Cotswolds to get to Bath and stopped off on the way in a little village for soup. When we arrived in Bath it was spitting, grey and bitterly cold. The grey almost seemed to enhance the beauty though. I love the regalness of Bath and the stone and the attention and detail that was taken into building the massive sprawling townhouses.

We stayed at Brooks guesthouse, a quaint little hotel with a lot of character (and amazing breakfasts!). Our room was small but cosy and the bed was massive. It was a lovely base close enough to the centre to walk.



The Royal Cresent. Despite being my second time in Bath it was my first time visiting the Royal Cresent. It was cold and grey but oh so charming. Wondering around the cresent and being nosy and peeking into the houses and hotels that line the cresent and thinking “oh how the other half live”. Also a great oportunity for photo taking.


















We then walked up from the Royal Cresent and found ourselves on a little side street. It was so nice, lined with little galleries and independent shops. We stopped off at an antique map shop and stepped inside a gallery. We meanandered through the backstreets making our way to the central part of Bath.










The centre of Bath is very much like being thrown into an old history book. History seeps out of every nook and cranny and I just fell in love with the colours of the buildings, the roof tops and old book like atmosphere. I felt like I was almost in a Phillip Pullman novel.















Once we arrived to a more central location we had a quick beer in a lovely pub called the Pig and Fiddle on Saracen Street. It was warm and cosy and just what we needed. We grabbed a pizza and walked through the dark streets back in time to snuggle up in bed and watch Silent Witness.











We woke up bright and early the next morning to a lovely buffet breakfast plus a cooked breakfast. I had the vegetarian option plus a lovely yoghurt concoction that was to die for.



See cosy innit?

After being full we then headed onto the centre again to explore the sites and the shops. We of course had to walk through The Royal Cresent one more time, i mean it wouldve been rude not to right?






I wouldnt mind to live here thanks, those colomns/tiles/front door though!







We got a bit lost, my sense of direction is TERRIBLE. But the nice thing about getting lost is finding new little places to see.






Such as this house, aptly named Four Walls.



Oh those chimney pots, did I mention I have a love affair with roof tops and chimney pots?

We then crossed Pulteney Bridge. And found a shop called Found. It had good stationary and nice concrete planters and plates and some good, albeit, pricey sweaters.









We carried on over the bridge and walked towards Walcot street as I had heard great things about the small shops there.


We found plenty a pretty shop and drank coffee and ate good cake in Society cafe. Highly recommend their coffee! We wanted to visit the Hay store, but alas it was being refurbished when we went to go there. SO Bath next time I want to have more bites to eat and explore more of your many cafes. I also would love to go to the Lush spa and the bath spa’s. See you soon Bath!

Notes from 2018 // note 1

Hello my old friend! It’s been a while since I first wrote in this white box. I always see to write this on here though. So to break old habits I am going to start updating this little blog here every week. Sharing a visual diary of my week in photo and video form. I also want to add weekly letters to myself as I really enjoy reading back in them and also the learning from ones past self is invaluable. I have battled with blogging and my online presence and the pressure of being good and having a load of followers that it has made me forget why I do it in the first place. I do it because I love documenting and recording and it’s good to get it all out of my busy brain. I also really enjoy having a corner of the internet that is entirely my own and only mine. I get to control the way it works (no pesky algorithms here thanks!) and exactly how the content appears. I am also not just posting into a very over saturated sea.

So two of my resolutions in one, to blog more and to keep being aware of why and who I am blogging more. For me and because I enjoy it.

This weeks post is a week and a half, I will post the second installment this week. There are quite a few photos

So our first bit of the trip was mainly based around Bristol. We flew into Bristol on the 27th of December. Those weird in-between days where you are so sluggish and tired from Christmas. We met up with my sister Vic, went on a country walk all together in the bitter cold. Then had a lovely coffee then pizza (complete with a near choking fit and a good old game of I spy). We also visited nice cafes. Such as this one below, the Albatros café on the cool North Street. It’s an Instagram dream!

See? Amazing!

We went to Western Supermare for seaside adventures. It was blustery and cold but good. We had doughnuts and fish and chips.

We had a nice New Year’s Eve walk, which helped blow out the cobwebs. We ended up in a lovely local pub.

Then we went off to Devon for a few days to be spoilt with my sisters granny and grandpa in law, Betty and Peter. I loved being there and in Devon so much, it broke up the trip nicely and was lovely to explore and be in a new place.

We then left Teighnmouth happy and full of fresh air and fish and chips and then travelled to my mums house in Malvern. Which I will post later on this week. Happy new year folks!

A little catch up…

Its been a while isn’t it. If I could count the amount of times I have opened this little white box and typed those very same words accompanied by an apology and promises to write more. Promises to update and be more present. But life. It has a funny habit of getting in the way and makes it tricky to be super scheduled and here all the time. I want this place to be an enjoyment, somewhere where I record my best bits (and some bad bits too!). I mainly want it to be a place where I share my special bits and the stuff I wish to remember. A corner that is my own and can be what it wants to be. I have found out that I don’t deal too well with the added pressure and stress of having to follow the conventional rules of blogging/vlogging and posting on social media. And I like it that way. It feels more natural and me. So if I disappear I am just getting over health stuff and also just taking my sweet little time to do things MY WAY!

    What have I been up to?

Well I have been busy making a video every week (More or less). Just documenting my days and life with an autoimmune disease, whilst trying to illustrate and stay creative.
Here are some of my very favourite videos:

    What else then?

Well I have been living SLOW. I have recently decided to buy a lot less shit, and to be pescartarian. I will probably be writing about these two changes soon.
I have also been enjoying living in the beautiful hills of Barcelona and just taking each day as it comes. Exploring out and about and just being content with being here.

I have also been hammering away at getting my PORTFOLIO ONLINE! I will do another post in more detail but until then here is a SNEAK PEAK

I have also been out on many adventures with my doggy. Just enjoying being in nature and being quiet with nothing else to do but just to be in the moment.


I have also had treatment (that has knocked me for six!)


Been to a screen printing course (more coming soon!)


Cuddled with my boy

I have been doing bits and pieces of sketches. Some things I can’t show but here are a few bits.



I have had some lovely visits and some great exploring some of my favourite places.














So there you go, these are bits and pieces of my life (according to my phone!). Its been up and down and quiet and busy at the same time. I CAN’T BELIEVE ITS AUGUST!

Adventuring in Delta

I love getting in the car and driving away from the city and going on an adventure. We didn’t have to travel very far, for we went to plane watch at Delta de llobregat which is just a few miles out of Barcelona (actually its where Barcelona El Prat airport is). Such a weird combination of industrial aeronautical, yet whilst being amongst a nature reserve. The landscape is absolutely beautiful. On the coast, you walk through paths of reeds, poppies and rivers. Beautiful abandoned houses and paths. Sea views and just the weird feeling of watching planes glide over. I love nothing more than just getting out and going on a nice long walk with my camera and enjoying seeing wildlife and nature. It felt like a perfect spring day.

Making things out of nothing.

On a cold blustery day in the Welsh/English countryside we found ourselves in this wonderful, worn little workshop. Tucked away at the bottom of a garden. Where a ginger cat ruled the roost and roamed in an out. A large old range stove constantly fired up and ready to go. Everything coated in a fine orange dust. Piles and piles of clay. Tools scattered. Projects ready to be created.

There is something about manual arts and crafts which always makes me feel better and more real. Making something beautiful out of quite literally nothing makes me feel myself and takes me back to the reason of being really. As cass as that sounds. I love from a lump of almost earth you can create beautiful objects that have use. I love that out of a sheep’s’ wooly jacket you can create clothes, out of a simple piece of cloth you can create a beautiful garment and out of a piece of led or ink on paper you can create a master piece. When nothing becomes something is quite magical. Thats the reason I make to create something out of nothing, to remind my self that thoughts become things.

Learning how to throw pottery is quite a task, it looks so much easier than it actually is. Its something I really loved doing, so much technique to learn. Its a craft I want to explore more and I am itching to find some studios here in Barcelona. I loved using my hands and getting stuck in, quite literally, I loved the feeling of making something useful and functional but beautiful at the same time.

In this studio, on a cold winters day, we learnt how to make little bowls with the help and guidance (and a hell of a lot of patience) of a skilled craftsman. Just being in this scene, in this studio, made me feel alive again. For its places like these that I do love the very most!

A week in photos / Notes from this week 15

Well this week. Not much to say apart from the fact that I have been under such a big black cloud this week battling ugly thoughts, anxiety, illness and other goings on. This has made me feel quite lonely and isolated. So there. Thats all I am going to say on here as I don’t want this blog to be a weekly moan.

There has been some shining lights through the black clouds though. Like having the time to catch up on my Lost girls series and experimenting with different materials etc. Also Saturdays quick outing, to the print studio in Gracia to see a friends work (it was great). Through all this I have realised that I am motivated and a fighter, even if I don’t feel like one. Despite everything I keep going and I am doing well. So yes.

Next week will be treatment week, so a quiet hospital recovering one. Its probably what is needed. I also need to see my family, so will have to arrange that happening.

This weeks glimpses of light (light chasing all the time atm):
1. This message from last week really rings true this week. I should get these as tattoo’s just to remind my self (a la Casey Neistat’s “DO MORE” tatt).IMG_3992IMG_3995

2. My lost girls. I love drawing them and seeing their different characters and stories come to life. I often feel like a lost girl with a lot of stories so I guess this translates into my drawings. I have really enjoyed this week, and working on the tiny postcard size drawings. They will be for sale in my shop next week and through instagram. Watch out for them. IMG_4104 IMG_4097 IMG_4072IMG_4063 IMG_4062 IMG_4058 IMG_4054 IMG_4051 IMG_4050 IMG_4046 IMG_4001 IMG_4034 IMG_4031 IMG_4036

3. Spotting the little tiny details in life.DSCF8017 DSCF8015 DSCF8002 DSCF8019 DSCF8018 DSCF8039 DSCF8072

4. Spontanious adventures and stumbling across good things like Els Gegants.DSCF8026 DSCF8034 DSCF8036 DSCF8037

5. Gracia’s streets and getting lost in them.DSCF8006 DSCF8079 DSCF8099 DSCF8096

6. Random nice/funny things.DSCF8102 DSCF8108 IMG_4040

7. Rainy Barcelona is the best. Its been raining ALL weekend and its been GLORIOUS!DSCF8008

8. Inspiring places and people (even if it was so very crowded).
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9. Watching these naughty birds squawk from my balcony.
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THE END, see you next week 🙂