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Inspiring Socks #4

Hey ho!
Sorry today’s post is short, tomorrow I’m going to write it up because I’ve run out of time.
It’s going to be about photography and various other stuff, like friends and cake.
Sorry again. ): x

Inspiring Socks #3

Huzzahh. How’re we?
I find it claustrophobic being stuck indoors for two days, makes you go a little crazy.
I’m so stressed out from coursework and the pressures of finding a job.
But on a brighter note ;D
Today I got my hair cut, and it looks a lot better. Quite short and Bieber looking .. D; But, ohwell.
I did want to put up a picture of the difference, like before and after shot. But apparently the pictures I took for before failed massively and my hair looks exactly the same .. woops.

So todays post, I’ve decided is about Creative Outbursts.

I know I keep rambling on about this camera, but it draws out a lot of expression in me. I love photography and I look up to every photographer, good or bad I believe there is beauty in everything.
This brings me to this photograph of my wall ..

So it started off with a little inspiration from a collage I saw online and my plain teal wall. First was the iPod and H&M bag .. then it built up. The McDonalds milkshake cup is probably the best photo I’ve ever taken. I’m so proud of that one. You’ll also so photo’s of me and my sister, we had a wonderful childhood The green thing is finger knitting made by Amie, i love it And the starbucks cardboard things represent my love for coffee; Although there are just two of the things at the moment I plan for them to form a big circle The Canadian flags, the chopsticks and giraffe are from my Canadian friend, Chelsea who I love, and we send this box back and forth called Cornelius. We put gifts in it and this note book with entries from the period of time that we’ve had the box, it’s a really nice this thing to do. (:
My wall is slowly filling up with memories and my favourite things.

Another creative outburst is this …

A little house I painted in my bathroom next to the toilet. When friends come over they always comment on how random it is, but how cute the idea it is. My dad was the one who suggested to paint it long ago when the bathroom was decorated. I painted this about a year and a half ago I think? I really like the ivy up the side, a cute little touch I think

I guess after those, here is a fail. This is me trying to play guitar .. :3

Please note, ‘trying’ this is because I never learnt. This little ‘burst came around August time I when I was feeling particularly rash and spontaneous. I got £100 from my uncle for working for that month (I only worked a couple days so it’s not much). I thought .. um, I’ve always wanted to learn an instrument I’ll teach my self. A month and £60 later .. I gave up because I couldn’t move my fingers fast enough. Now I’m not usually one of those people who take something up and drop it after a couple days (or in this case a month), I see my projects through .. mostly. Just guitar was difficult, and I wasn’t that into it, and basically I shouldn’t have brought it. But NEVERMIND. .. So this is drivel because Amie is here and I can’t focus on this. lol.
So enjoy this post and I shall leave you with a gorgeous picture of Nigella my goldfish.

Inspiring Socks #2

Howdy, so it’s day two!
With the borrowed camera I’m feeling happy and photographing pretty much everything.
As Henri Cartier-Bresson called the camera .. ‘An extension of the eye.’ ;D

So last night I ended up in McDonalds, again, with my two of my best friends Amie & Chelsie.  We was chattin’ and laughin’, ya’know. When Amie said something strange, ‘Sometimes I think I can foresee things.’ Or she said something along those lines, she gave an example, Amie was watching her cousin ride a bike when she felt that she was going to fall off, but there was no logical explanation for her to think this and there was no evidence that it was going to happen. When suddenly her cousin fell off. I understood what Amie was talking about immediately.
I’m pretty sure at some point in life everybody has a weird feeling that they have some kind of special powers, otherwise they have no imagination, or they’re too serious.
For me, I’m pretty sure it must have been around the new year, when I’d just think of something random and then suddenly it’d occur. Like, I’d think of a song and then the moment would past and suddenly 1 or 2 songs later the song would come on. But this isn’t the first time these bazaar ‘future-telling’ coincidences  have happened to me. The first time I must have been about 9 and began to notice things a lot more (- and being so young I figured it more plausible to have special powers back then so I was pretty caught up in the idea). I would judge which way traffic would turn before their indicator came on (admittedly I was wrong 80% of the time, but none the less I was convinced) , I’d have a song in my head and then it’d be on the radio; I generally felt I could tell the future.
So with all this ramble about powers and foreseeing, has anyone else had this happen to them before?
To be honest, it’s the second day and I had no idea what to write so I guess this isn’t so bad. (:
Here is a couple of the pictures I took today,

Hopefully you like them, I’m no professional. (:
It’s now twenty past nine and I wanna go out.
Write tomorrow. (:
Peace Outtt!

Inspiring Socks #1

So these are today’s socks that inspired me, not much to be fair. In fact they’re Asda’s George. :’)

Recently I’ve been looking hard for inspiration, and constantly not feeling good enough. I’m sure I only feel like this because lately I’ve been going through so much stress, with college I’ve just felt like I can’t achieve anything and I’m never going to be good enough. Then it occurred to me; ‘who sets the record for what is good enough and what isn’t?’ Only Myself. Therefore I was the answer to this, it was only time that could change this negative.
Today, was a pivotal moment when I finished my final piece. (Without sounding melodramatic). I felt satisfied without the outcome and finally felt good enough. My Art Teacher had told me the face on the dancer wasn’t good, so I rubbed it out and painted over it. The temporary Art Teacher, (Profesh at faces, btw) told me that the face had been fine before from what she’d seen, and told me that my piece was beautiful, that I was perfectly capable and I barely needed help.
Just a few motivational words and I felt good again for the first time in a couple weeks.
To pull something from today I’ve discovered that the most insignificant of garments and the most unexpected words can change you so quickly.

This is a Weeping Yogi, it’s said that the Yogi is weeping because he shares your stresses, sorrows and problems to relieve you in life. My sister brought me this as a random gift, and I love it. (:

-First post. Over and Outtt. (;

Idea

So, this morning whilst putting on my new socks I had some kind of inspiration.
(Yes, you could say that socks inspired me.)
‘What if I took a photo of my socks, and blogged about something relevant to that day until I run out of new socks?’
The thought past over, and I found myself a hour later in college finishing my final piece. I asked my Art Teacher nicely if it was okay to borrow the departments camera over the half term, with a little hesitation and debating with the other Art Teachers she said yes. This is when it occurred to me that I could potentially make the idea from this morning something decent. My final piece complete, a tray of greasy chips, 2 episodes of Futurama and I’ve finally wound up here.

So with out further or do..

And what of it.

It’s so difficult to know how you feel when your head is filled with other’s own thoughts. I find it difficult to know myself because I’m constantly influenced by other peoples opinions, personalities and actions. What I think is hard to know, and I’m constantly on edge, comparing myself to other people and feeling inadequate. I’m capable of a voice and I believe it needs to be heard before it’s changed and tainted. People will not get me down, I am able of anything.