Looking back at my outfit from a few days ago I can understand why that bee felt compelled to attach itself to me. Bright red hair, multiple floral prints and a perfume that smells like brown sugar = walking, talking bee magnet.
Look at me trying to pose, there's a reason I'm not a model (apart from being "vertically challenged")
I had a traumatic incident with a bumblebee today. An insect flying into my hair kind of incident. It was one that probably should have been in slow motion with an operatic soundtrack. Actually the less said about it the better, let us wipe clear the memory with nice pictures of bees...
I have two London gems for you crammed (sorry for the lack of elegance to that, my brain is failing me today) into one post.
I don't need an excuse to visit any of London's great coffee shops (hello there Kaffeine, Tapped & Packed and Store St Espresso to name but a few). But as my intended destination was literally 2 minutes away I thought I'd start the day with a caffeine kick.
Ezra Pound, King George VI & Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother
Amongst the various scribbles in my sketchbook was the detailing of how he would pare down the information in his portraits so that his sitters personalities would shine through.
These portraits made up the first half of the display but it was the other half that really captivated me.
During the 20s and 30s Hoppe took photos of street life in London. Whilst we're all familiar with the street style photography of today, these comprised of everyday scenes of ordinary people, some of which really made me chuckle.
I hope both of these visits have inspired you to take in some London sights, or even pick up a camera and head out to explore. I'm now quite tempted to go out and snap a few pictures myself.
I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything of late. Despite telling myself before Christmas that I had to start listening to my body and take time out, I seem to have gone the opposite way, I always have had a bad sense of direction.
I don't really like the term workaholic so let's just say that I have trouble switching off from work, especially when my workplace is also my home. So I'm at a point where I'm feeling tired, lost and I think I'm in need of a new direction.
Feeling very run down makes life a bit tricky so I'm going to try and take little day by day steps so I can take pleasure in things I once enjoyed. I don't want to moan, especially when I try to keep my blog lighthearted so thank you for sticking with this slightly rambling post.
I have my crown made of pens and pencils on...for it is National Doodle Day!
As a treat I'm sharing some childhood doodles with you, drawn lovingly in my exercise book aged 8 (note that my spelling has improved...bictwit anyone?)
National Doodle Day is for a great cause so please do take a peek at their website.
I doubt I'll be taking part in any Valentine celebrations this year (Bitter? Moi?) but for those of you who might be, how about treating someone to one of the lovely little gifts below?
