Aeolistic


Willkommen in Berlin!

As expected, I had a fantastic time in Berlin. These shots are from Neukölln, an area in the southeast of the city. Bethany and I took a walk along the canal and into the Türkische Markt. So many more photos to come! I’ve got a crazy couple of weeks in terms of work but I’ll do my best to post on the regular. In the meantime, do check out Bethany’s new fashion blog, The Arched Eyebrow. I think you’ll all approve.

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In technicolour

For me, Prague was all about the tiny details. I noticed cute, little things everywhere I looked. From unseasonal baubles in shop windows to hand-crafted decorations to little bits of graffiti, my inner magpie was quite overjoyed.

I’m quite excited about the arrival of spring and, most of all, summer. I’ve got a trip to Berlin lined up with my best girl Bethany and there are talks of Barcelona in the pipeline. I’ll also be going to Poland (possibly Krakow?) and my brothers and I are hoping to hop across the pond to New York in the early autumn too. The year of frivolity is shaping up nicely and I’m a very lucky girl indeed. Oh and the sun’s out in London today, I’m going out for dinner with my best mate then off to a gig with a bunch of my friends. When it rains it pours.



A few more of Dublin
January 21, 2011, 8:44 pm
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Having had what has felt like a never-ending week, it’s quite nice to flick back through the Dublin photos to post them here. This time last week I was drinking too many Guinnesses and cracking jokes and having a hilarious time. Not that I can complain, though. This evening I’m having friends over for dinner then we’re going to the pub next door for shisha and bunny-spotting (really, there are bunnies in the shisha area, just hopping around). Not bad for a Friday. Have a good weekend all!



City Farm
October 12, 2010, 10:11 pm
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Where have the past couple of weeks gone? I’m now all settled into the new flat and I must say, it feels good to be living in a proper, homely environment again. Living in a hole in the middle of Camden and going out almost every night was fun and all, but it left me exhausted. I feel like it’s time to act like a grown up, even if just for a little while.

These shots are from a trip to City Farm a couple of weeks ago. I really liked it! It was cute and quaint and twee – always refreshing in cynical old London.



Heading East

I’m not a regular visitor to Brick Lane but I always enjoy myself when I do go. So much is squeezed into such a small area that it feels a bit like a tourist resort – especially with all the restauranteurs trying to encourage you in from the street. My friends and I ended up in a Syrian restaurant. Our table backed onto the street, which was not without its interesting al-fresco dining experiences, I’ll tell you. You certainly get some characters in London sometimes.



Newcastle

On the Quayside market, there was an amazing mirror stall.

I was nursing a sore head and stiff body when I wandered around the centre of Newcastle. I self-medicated with some chips with brown sauce and a slice of caramel shortbread (see above) and soon felt better.

Newcastle is a very pretty city. The layout of it is easy on the eye – roads wind up and down, interweaving with arches and other curved structures. There are plenty of quirks to it. Geordies are also very friendly. I took a taxi the night I got there and learned an impressive amount about the talkative driver’s life in the mere ten minutes I spent in his car. I felt bad for being such a cynical Londoner, wondering what these lovely people really wanted from me. It was a refreshing experience and I’d definitely like to go back when I have more time to soak it in.



A spring in your step

Rarely do I like one of my own photos as much as this one (above) – mainly because it was such a fluke shot. I love playing around with reflections and mirror images.

I’m clawing my way out of my photo slump, slowly but surely. It could be described more accurately as a creative slump but I’ve been making waves over the past few weeks – sewing, music, taking photos (jack of all trades, master of none). And yesterday, after a few years of avoidance, I went and bought a sketchbook and some pencils. It’s going to be like trying to write in a different language on the first few attempts but at least it’s something to do that isn’t panicking over general life confusion. I swear most of my friends feel as confused as I am right now about what to do with their lives. Perhaps it’s a quarter-life crisis or something, catalysed by the dismal job market. Instead of dying my hair and buying a leather jacket/expensive car, I’m grasping at creative straws to compensate for relative failure in the non-creative aspects of my life. Making things proves that I am productive and making progress as there is something tangible to show for my efforts.

It’s funny, actually. One of my friends called last night for a general catch-up. He said, “I knew something was up as soon as you said you’d bought a new sketchbook.” I’m that easy to read, it seems! I guess the choice I made between creative and non-creative (not that it’s so rigidly defined, but humour me) will always leave a ‘what if’ or a temporary get-out clause if everything isn’t going to plan.