Tuesday, May 26, 2009


Holding hands through the cat flap.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009


"Sometimes I feel like a Vampire," she said. "I feel like I can't get out of bed because the light comming through the window is too bright and will kill me if I step into it." She looked into her mirror and half expected not to see herself. But she did. She looked over at him. "All my friends are Vampires." He didn't do anything. Pause."I must be a Vampire," She said "I know because you can't see me anymore." He didn't say anything. "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you." She said. Pause."It's raining." He looked at her and didn't smile or do or say anything. Just like he always did. Pause. "I'm just a medicine you take when you are sick."She quoted. She was right.

Monday, May 18, 2009

There once was a boy.

There once was a boy who was beautiful and tall. He was so lovely in every way. He was creative and sweet and everyone loved him. There was a girl who loved him more than everything else in the world. She loved him more than sunshine, more than baby ducks and much more than vegan chocolate cake. But the poor fragile boy was so scared of commitment, he was scared of hurting her and or hurting himself. He pushed her and pushed her, and pushed her away some more. As far away from him as he could. Then one day she fell right off the edge of the earth. He watched her fall and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He felt so so horrid that he realized he had to try to find her. He lept off the edge of the earth and they were together forever.

I wrote this story at uni and hung it from a hook on a tree. I wrote a few of them but I liked this one the best.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Friday night BBQ.

Edward cut himself making salad.
mike wearing my glasses.

candles on the deck.
slap mike's feet.
BBQ with my boys :) Edward, Al and Mike.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The other night

One of our famous soup/game nights. Balderdash! Photos mostly by Mike.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

There once was a girl

There once was a girl who lived in a jar. She couldn't come out of the jar because the world was much too scary and harsh on her fair skin. Her parents would feed her salad and tea through a little window in the side. She would look out at the world through the glass and some times on bad days, all the glass would cloud up with tears. She was quite sad in her little jar. She could only get places when someone lifted her into a little red wagon and weeled her around. On one of these occasions she was left in the garden to sit in the sun for a little while. She could see really clearly through the glass a sprout coming up out of the ground it was white and looked like a thread of sunlight. She opened the little glass window and reached down tot he thread. She gave it one hard pull. Out of the ground came a boy. The thread of sunlight was one of his golden hairs. He was wearing a green knitted cardigan. He said to the girl "Don't ever let me go back into the ground again, you can't leave me. Please. My legs are stuck inthe ground." The girl said "I'll stay here." So she waited and waited, refusing to go home, she was getting thin and sick from not eating and just waiting. Autumn passed. Winter Passed. Then a ray of spring time sunlight hit his sunshine hair. He sprang out of the ground. The girl started to cry and he said, "why do are you crying my love?" And se said, "Well now you are free from the ground you don't need me anymore." He said to her "That's not true. I'll always need you." And he took a little hammer out of his pocket and hit the jar as hard as he could. It splintered into a thousand peices and the girl was free. The built a little cottage in the woods and lived together forever and ever. She was never sad agains.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009


I'm going to start designing and making one-off brooches, earings, dolls and little creatures to sell. So far I've made three brooches. One is a knitting theme, the second is a little book and the third is a dolls arm. They are all quite sweet and little. I'm going to try to sell them under the name "MilkTeeth".

Monday, May 11, 2009


These are drawings from in my visual diary I keep for uni.
I like to do portraits of people, especialy my best friend.

I try not to sleep alone.

I like my bed, I like it better when there are people in it. I wish it could fly.
I want a flying bed that can time travel. It would have lots of geese tied to it with gold thread to make it fly.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

The world is a very big place.

I spent the night in a vacant lot with a flashlight digging up old bottles.