I am 21. I am a homeowner. I am a student. I do not earn enough money to support myself. I make things everyday. I believe in honesty and kindness and hard work and magic. Sometimes I don't believe I will ever get rid of this illness. I believe in positive thinking and powerful suggestion. I have trouble sleeping. I take six different types of pills every morning. I like texts/emails/tweets that have no other purpose than to say 'I'm thinking about you'. I feel connected to so many of you through Instagram and Twitter- I check them everyday. I don't take as many film photos as I used to. But I do shoot HD video. My notebooks are messy. I like rainy days and duvets and film or audiobook marathons. I read William Morris. I enjoy, wholeheartedly, spending an entire day in a museum/exhibition on my own, drawing and studying. I frequent my college library. I have passed 2nd year and I am happy with my marks. I wear glasses everyday and I am a cat mum. Sometimes I wear my hair wavy and sometimes I wear it straight. It is often braided. Sometimes I hide my feelings from people. Sometimes they come spilling out. I am not a strategic person. I smile at people on the bus. I never listen to music while travelling around London. I prefer to listen to the sounds of life and people and traffic. Sometimes I want to escape it all. Most of the time I remind myself that I live in a destination that people travel around the world to see, and I could live here one hundred years and never understand it all. I enjoy learning about the history of the streets we walk on. I believe that if you are bored, then you are boring. All of my friends are supportive and I love them. Really love them. I like it when Sam is with me at the end of the day and he speaks or sings or just lays next to me. And sometimes we talk about meaningful things and sometimes we joke about sex and sometimes we are silent. My Dad still does my accounts. My Mum still does my washing. Being a grown-up scares me, but sometimes I feel a million years old. I like art and design that has meaning behind it. Sometimes I dream about moving away and owning a few sheep and a llama. Sometimes I dream about having a storefront on Carnaby Street. Sometimes I write letters and post them. Sometimes I send e-mails to people I miss. Most of the time I have to remind myself that I can't do everything. I do not eat much Gluten anymore. It makes me swell up. I often have a sore throat and my feet ache. I often have a smile on my face, until it is crinkled and squished and I feel ridiculous. I hope my face is beautiful and wrinkled when I am old. I laugh a little too loud. I often feel a little too big. I can walk to the co-op and back now, and I usually buy chocolate milk. Sometimes I sing in the shower. Sometimes I sing to my best friends. I don't sing very well but I like doing it. I miss the times when I could rely on my art journal to sort my head out. I am still figuring it all out and I want to make the world a better place.



































Beautiful post. Beautiful person.
Posted by: Charity | June 30, 2012 at 02:49 PM
Wonderful. You are fabulous. Keep on being you <3
Posted by: Desiree Fawn | June 30, 2012 at 09:59 PM
Love this. I feel like we would be best friends if we lived near each other, we're so alike!!
Posted by: Cara | June 30, 2012 at 11:11 PM
This was just so lovely. Its amazing how people can feel so connected living thousands of miles away.
Posted by: Rebecca | June 30, 2012 at 11:38 PM
Intriguing; gives away a little but not too much
Posted by: Rachell | July 01, 2012 at 12:04 AM
Wow. Your words are powerful - and so are you! The way you approach life is so refreshing and quite similar to my own. I struggle with the same thoughts and issues daily, so it's wonderful to find an honest post about the positives and the negatives. <3 You're lovely.
Posted by: Melissa | July 01, 2012 at 05:15 AM
This is a wonderful post x
Posted by: Leanne | July 01, 2012 at 09:39 AM
This is beautiful.
Posted by: Amy | July 01, 2012 at 09:56 AM
That's why you are an artist. In the joys and in the sorrows.
Very happy to be here!
Kisses from Italy,
Camilla
Zelda was a writer
Posted by: Camilla | July 01, 2012 at 01:38 PM
That was beautiful & you are beautiful!!! I live in Australia & read your blog because I'm an art student too.
Continue to be amazing! xx
Posted by: Jo Simmons | July 01, 2012 at 11:17 PM
I follow your blog but I rarely comment. But I thought that you should know that you are already making the world a better place.xx
Posted by: carmen | July 02, 2012 at 09:26 AM
What a beautiful post. And the photos are fabulous, very endearing and honest.
Posted by: Sarah Elana | July 02, 2012 at 10:18 AM
I often dream of moving away and owning a pair of goats.
Posted by: Amanda DiGiondomenico | July 04, 2012 at 12:25 AM
This was my very first time visiting your blog and I can assure you it will definitely not be my last. Great post.
Posted by: Melonie | July 04, 2012 at 02:33 AM
Beautifully put Kim, your goodness shines through your blog so much - I've been shyly following your blog for a while now, I used to follow you way back in the day when I was a scrapbooker, then I found you again when I started knitting last summer. Needless to say, your blog puts a smile on my dial whenever I fly on by for a visit. xxx
Posted by: Meghan MacTavish | July 05, 2012 at 12:50 AM
I hope you know how inspiring you are! You have such talent and creative ability but it's the human touch in your posts that reaches out to people. We follow your journey, thank you for your inspiration and wish you well x
Posted by: Ali Ridgway | July 05, 2012 at 12:18 PM
:)
Posted by: kristi(e) | July 06, 2012 at 05:46 AM
i really enjoyed that. I've been following your blog for a while but now i love it even more :)
Posted by: Ann-Marie | July 10, 2012 at 11:15 AM
So beautiful. And I love your new(ish) glasses!
Posted by: Jessie | July 11, 2012 at 09:59 PM