Coffee… white and one. It’s how I start my day every morning, along with 15 minutes of sleepy subconscious writing. There’s no better way to start the day and there’s no one more honest than your inner self. I fold up the pages I write, put them into an envelope (or sometimes hide them in the back of a good book) and read back over it in a week or two. You’d be pleasantly surprised how enlightening this is. Learnt it in therapy when I was eighteen… and even though I found therapy to be the biggest waste of time - and yes, money, emotion, I could go on - this was the only part that stuck and that I honestly find to be really insightful. Who needs a therapist when you can be your own? Haha… X
I missed a few days of updates due to wild weather… flood warnings, torrential rain, brutal winds… I’ve been glued to the telly making sure my family and friends are OK back home and what to do if we need to evacuate from where we are. At first I felt a little guilty to be away from the storm and my house/loved one’s but now it seems the chaos has quickly made it’s way South to where I’m staying on vacation. So I spent much of today refreshing the Emergency Services website and watching live broadcasts. People where I am have already evacuated, as the river here was set to overflow into the streets at midnight, however we chose to stay. It’s past midnight… no news yet (but no bad news either). As of right now we’re all just trying to stay warm, dry and safe. I hope everyone else is doing the same xoxo
Tonight I am emailing [out casting calls to] models… I wish I had a more interesting update but duty calls. I suppose this more tedious business will lead to interesting updates in the near future though :)
The weather here is ludicrously hot. 34, 36, 38 degrees celsius. I’ve barely been able to function. I’ve mostly been packing print orders and getting them out to people.
Tomorrow I’ll be visiting some markets and photographing dancewear for a company website. I really want to film some videos to update with, just random little parts of me and what I get up to. To keep things interesting…
A little something I’m working on… late at night, with empty coffee cups stacked high.
- Truer words were never spoken.