Wednesday, 25 January 2012

enchanted dreams

Having achieved my dream of attending the Abbey Medieval Festival in 2011, I have expanded my whimsical wishes to attending the Jane Austen Festival, although I probably won't be able to achieve this dream until next year (on account of being poor and disorganised). 
I am curbing my disappointment at having to miss it this year by getting a very early start on my Regency wardrobe, telling as many of my friends that will listen about this fabulous event, and reading all the reports from the festival with many an envious sigh.



Monday, 12 December 2011

december contemplations

Christmas and New Year are hurtling towards us at what seems like light speed; all the decorations are out, as are the crazy shoppers; the working year is winding down, and the parties are gearing up.
I feel as though everyone around me is rushing, while I’m simply standing still. Quiet. Contemplative.
2011 has been a bit of rollercoaster ride, I have been so busy that I don’t feel like I’ve had a chance to properly process all the things that have happened, and that it’s all catching up to me all at once at this point in time.
So much has changed this year. So many little blessings have come into the world this year, while some dear old friends have also departed this life. The losses still hurt, and probably will for some time to come. I have made some lovely new friends, and learned how hard it is to choose between hurting a friend or allowing yourself to be hurt.
I have been bombarded with so much new information at uni that I’m still not sure how much has been absorbed. I don’t feel like I’ve I learned enough, but I never do. One more internship, hopefully early next year, and I will have completed my diploma, then its (hopefully!) on to employment in the museum sector, which will bring a whole new set of challenges that I don’t yet feel completely prepared for.
Yep, 2012 is coming, ready or not… Here’s hoping its filled with less drama and more love.

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

why, brain? why?

Why is it I always seem to be at my most creative when I have other things to do?
I currently have two three-thousand word essays and a ten-minute powerpoint presentation that need to be finished and handed-in within the next three weeks, and all I can think about is craft, painting and writing! Academic motivation is currently at an all time low, and all I want to do is get started on all the cute Christmas present ideas I’ve been coming up with...  My brain even managed to detangle a lovely science-fiction type storyline that’s been haphazardly forming in my brain for the last year, all right when I have absolutely no time to sew or put pen to paper (metaphorically, of course, since years of typing has reduced my handwriting to something akin to ancient hieroglyphics).
I’ll bet anything this creativity will have completely disappeared by the time I hand in my last assignment too… Stupid brain, sometimes I hate you!