Year: 2015

Being the Only Creative in your Group of Friends

It’s a gloomy Monday, and needless to say, it rained. All day. Okay, maybe a little exaggeration but you get the picture. So nothing new there for British weather, as it’s meant to rain now for the rest of the week. Anyways, how’s everyone? I hope well ūüôā Today’s post is very different to my usual posts (or at least what I have posted¬†so far) but nonetheless, has always been relevant to my being.¬†I am telling it like it is. How it was, and how it (sort of) still is. Just as the title describes. I suppose it’s nothing new actually but I do feel that people never talk about it (i.e. like the elephant in the room). I think I have always been creative, although I was equally very good at school and did well academically. But most of this was on my own. Being creative I mean. I was always interested in crafty things, and just seeing how things worked, held together…the tricks of the trade. Maybe it was just a hobby at …

To New Beginnings!

It’s September again. I’ve actually missed Autumn. At the very least, I always feel that it’s way more promising than the “summer” we have here in the UK…but aside from that, I’ve missed it. I like being cosy, hot drinks and beanie hats. Although I will miss the long hours of daylight which made me feel like I had more time, something that I always think I don’t have enough of! This month starting has already been productive enough. I say that like I am lazy but I am very temperamental in that I really like to do things in a flow of positive energy. Most recently? My energy levels are flowing alright. My brain likes to run at 100mph and ideas are springing from the most bizarre of places. It’s interesting how I feel dictates the work I end up creating. Last winter, was a rather sluggish one…I worked but it took much more effort to get things going, but unfortunately, even in situations like those, you have to make-do. It is actually around …

“I will do it tomorrow”

I am sure that the title sounds almighty familiar. It is also the very definition of procrastination. A few posts ago, I had talked about the book (and film) American Psycho written by Brett Easton Ellis and one particular theme: Emptiness (which can be found here). I don’t know why but I love dark themes and have really been getting into them lately. Yesterday, I also watched Nightcrawler, which by the way, is an AMAZING film. So, as like my recent posts, I’ll tell you a story (sort of). I bought an academic diary at the beginning of July. Strangely enough, the diary corresponded to the next week – it was like it was meant to be. And then, I had an epiphany. I realised it had been a year or almost a year since I had wrote in such¬†diary and planned my days here and there like I had almost always done whilst in education. I forgot how good it felt to tick things off the list and to get something done because it …

Hunger and Lack Of

I once read an article in university about the “Starving Artist”, and its comparison to a slender, and a then-very-young Kate Moss when she first appeared as a model (in a Calvin Klein shoot I believe). Young, face quite daunt and innocently passionate. This ironically hungry image mirrored that of the starving artist, who whilst perhaps really starving, was also hungry for success, recognition and well, a passionate career. Needless to say, this starvation for success was a sacrifice. But I also read that this starvation in turn fed as inspiration. So in theory, to be hungry was to be inspired,¬†feel inspired. I find this weirdly beautiful and perhaps because of the people I was surrounded by¬†from an early age, I knew I had to do something passionate with my life. Quite frankly, I actually despise the idea of making important decisions (i.e. career choices) based on other people’s accords because you end up sacrificing not just your hunger, but your heart. So, let’s consider this. Have you ever ate so much that you felt …

Good Teachers are Good Therapists (true story)

Forgive me for my absence from the blog in the past month or so (excluding my last post which I posted a few days ago).¬†I needed some more time to digest other parts of my life although my mind was always conscious of ideas for this blog as well as a collaborative blog. I passed my driving practical test Friday¬†afternoon. It was my first driving test ever and I passed it. I know how easy that sounds, and that’s when words can be deceiving. But the journey was somewhat long and felt even longer (because you get impatient and start doubting your abilities, and also have bad days). I went through a few instructors before I found one that was actually encouraging enough but not patronising, who cared and gave me two hours of their time that wasn’t a waste. (You wouldn’t believe how many seem to rob your money and your soul). Now that that path is over and fulfilled, I actually don’t know what to do with my time (I do, but mentally …