The Big Thank You

I’m up late listening to emotive music, drinking wine and wondering if I’ll continue this practice of staying up late thinking (and drinking ) for much longer? I don’t know. I ponder whether this is a creative outlet, an inability to sleep or simply part of my routine? The last few weeks have been so…

Death of a friend

The news of the death hits me a few days after I hear it. Instantly something feels different, life is changed somehow. On Monday evening I am stoic, ‘I’m ok, I’m fine’ I tell my friends, but, I cannot sleep, awake through the hours and calling in sick the next day. Tuesday is a blur.…

The Moon in the last degrees of Aquarius

The moon is looking at me in it’s waning gibbous state. I eyeball it suspiciously as have given my last six weeks to humanitarian causes, but, I am feeling different tonight, I want to enjoy myself. For weeks I have dealt with the lives of others, working long hours and volunteering on my days off.…

An Arty Farty Idea Revisited

In May 2017 I excitedly wrote that I had an idea I wanted to try out. Four years later, the idea remains as does a crippling fear that I cannot make it happen. In the last post I claim to make art that made me happy, but, the truth is, I am searching for something…

The dream with the uni papers

For the second night in a row I dream about being at university. I have been heard loudly expressing my desires to gain a PhD or MPhil and download the digital prospectus from Goldsmiths University. My desires are not without their concerns. On Sunday, I dream that I am trapped in a labyrinth of dark,…

Romantic Rubbish

Yesterday I woke up singing this gorgeous melodic lo-fi song that was Annie Mac’s Hottest Record in the World. This is how I feel. This is all I ever seem to do: Live, Love, Lament … My posts may make for great little reads or amuse me when I wish to be deep in my…

Midweek Madness

I’m drunk. I needed to be drunk. I didn’t know why, maybe I’m stressed, maybe I’m bored? I don’t know. I look at photos from past holidays, I listen to my favourite music; I’m loving life. Podcast time, science stuff. My eyes close. Loving life. Theoretical physics, stuff I should remember from school but don’t.…

Project Paperclip

I am so excited. I am sitting in the dawn darkness with ideas mushrooming out of my mind. What started out as a to-do list has completely evolved into a pet project. I can barely contain myself. This is me, this the V everyone knows and loves. There is something within me that needs to…

22.11 at 22:11

From my bedside I think about hugs and kisses and sexy squeezes. I am feeling reflective and missing human contact. If I am to believe in the phenomena of the numbers I need to believe that someday soon I won’t be alone. My weekdays are no different to weekends. There is nowhere to go and…

The Pacha Calendar

There are thirteen moons per year yet only twelve months. I have known this for a while but it’s only been about a year that I could used this knowledge to my advantage. Next year I’m investing in a calendar from the nightclub Pacha. It’s a large wall hanging with a year’s worth of moon…