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I decided to go for a walk around the park in the morning. And I discovered a beautiful tree. Something about it just spoke to me. I took about a hundred photos of it and sat under it for a while, leaning back on the trunk and having a little chat. The sun was warm and it was quiet and beautiful. It felt so good to be out in the gorgeous blue-skied day.

I took a few of the leaves to do some printing with. They look pretty beautiful too.

A day of boring photos from Stuart in Bath. It made me smile. 

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A sunny autumn walk around the park. With the leaves and the blue sky and no headphones on.
Baking ginger biscuits. Eating a lot of the dough before any baking actually happened.

Lino printing some gold joy cards. 

Also family whatsapp lolz with vegetable faces.


I smelt that M&S Christmas potpourri smell. God I love that smell.

Walking to and from work with a big smile on my face because it’s just such a lovely job.

Jonny’s vulva. And an evening of genitalia lino printing. 


First day at my new freelancing job. Making time capsules with recycling materials. FUN! Basically being paid to chat to kids, cut up paper and occasionally pick up bits of cardboard.

Probably got paid more today than I’ve ever been paid in one day before.

Jonny’s giant sharpie penis.

A card from my parents. The artwork is so similar to mine from uni.

My lovely doctor. I really liked him.

I went to the gym. Operation positive is on.


A local coffee with Jo. That turned into lunch too.

An afternoon of Tate pottery and too much cake with Sarah. Where she talked total sense and made me realise a few things. I don’t need to trivialise my sadness. 

An evening with the housemates. Minus the rubbish one. Matt cooked us a roast. And it was just nice.


Spending the day with Naomi, chatting about all things feminist, life and work.

The Rachael Whiteread exhibition at Tate Britain. And talking it through with Naomi as we walked round. I never do that.

A few hours with Jonny in the evening but not drinking. Then going to bed at 10.

Got heaps of work done today. Really easily too. Just smashed it out.

And evening of drawing.

And then laughter with Lauren in the kitchen.

Oh and the squirrel up above me, almost within arm’s reach at the park on the way home.


Turning in pottery. I BLOODY LOVE TURNING. I made some of my things *so* smooth.

Discovered I need glasses but, more importantly, discovered I look great in glasses!

The plum/Peach lolz. 


The grass is growing. And my first tomato is turning red.

The Dreamers Awake exhibition at the White Cube. But mainly the carved wooden vaginas. 

Wearing my new swishy skirt and feeling pretty fabulous.