I remember when this year began and someone told me that it was going to be unlucky. That the number 13 was set to change things up for everyone. Well I wish I knew then what I know now. Because now is beautiful. Now is worth everything that changed this year, its worth all the so called mistakes and lessons. I am exactly where I’m meant to be.
PS. I just want to thank you all for your lovely comments, likes & follows, they mean the absolute world to me. It is truly amazing to know the things that you see in my work & how it resonates with you. <3
Illustration of the amazing photographer Cari Ann Wayman of http://www.flickr.com/photos/yyellowbird/
These past few weeks of summer have been beautiful! Bike Rides in fields, spending time with friends, lots of photoshoots, taking a road trip to Bournemouth with Steph, singing along to Matt Nathanson & Fleetwood Mac with the windows down, walking along the beach and being free. Sunshine and freedom makes everything better and its so good to take the time to adventure every once in a while. Now I’m home again it helps me see things in a new way, reminds me why I love the things that I do, and the things that I want to change.
Things round here lately have been beautiful. Bike rides in fields, working on Grace and the Heart business changes and designs, photoshoots and fun days with my best friends. Filling my time with everything and anything good. So excuse my lack of drawings here, there will be a few coming up very soon! We are working on a way to make my illustrations and our photography more cohesive, to give a complete picture of what we love to do.
And yet despite all the good times, sometimes you get setbacks. Memories are tricky when you know what you’ve lost, or what you shouldnt care about losing. You have to move on from something and someone that made you less yourself. No matter how much you let yourself love them at the time. Thats where the flaws come into play, and you regret what you did and didnt do. I’m always saying I want to live a little bit more recklessly and care a bit less. But with recklessness comes heartbreak and stupidity and regret. And with such a beautiful life here, amazing friends and adventures and the chance to truly make something of myself and my art why would I ever want to care less.