I’ve been putting together a few gifts. The above bag is a design of mine, in collaboration with a designer on etsy – for >>one of my shops. << Which I’ve been working on for almost two years now.

And the slip is a piece of stationery I designed for myself using collage and scribbles and all sorts. I’m so proud of both.


I was thinking of Michelle Yeoh when I took this, can you tell?

I’m in bed having a cigarette and I’m about to listen to Esther Hicks.

I made some purchases in December – things I need in the pursuit of my next ambitions in life. A few pages of my site are coming together, but need much more work. So do forgive that they’re a bit of an incomprehensible mess right now.

I'm putting together one of those shopping hauls cos I'm quite proud 
of my purchases, like, I LOVE them. Someone on LinkedIn suggested I 
consider monetising my blog so I'm going to try to get into the swing
of things once I've tidied it and uploaded some of the content I've 
prepared. Mostly little videos, nothing particularly exciting yet but
hopefully they'll lead me to doing something interesting.


I think, tomorrow I will go to Ealing Broadway to take some photographs of the architecture that I enjoy/feel somehow represents the vibe I associate with my life in this town. I’m hoping to move away soon though. Ideally to be near to RADA, or alternatively to join the Army. I have to live close to my next step in life. I’m hoping to live alone in a run-down place that I can decorate and do up – interior design is actually a passion of mine.

[Edited 24th January to add I keep updating >> this post << with photos of Ealing]

I actually need to drop off a cheque from EE, who kindly reimbursed me with a refund. I think I wrote about it somewhere here awhile ago and I’m glad that they’ve been true to their word! It is so appreciated – though a little too infrequent – when businesses meet their own standards.



P P P P P O L I C E C U T S 4

I woke up with the flu this morning, went back to sleep and woke up pretty much healed from it. I then went to a !!free!! Selfridges Art pop up called The FlipSide, and got to try a fun cocktail thingy. Apparently the cocktail artist (is that what you call them?) is one of the best in the World – he picks a flavour he thinks you’ll like, based on this interactive questionnaire thing. The taste-test was served on something not too dissimilar to a tab of acid, which, ironically, I’d think a person should definitely take if they do visit because the Pop Up was totally that vibe. I don’t need to do acid though

Then I wandered into Selfridges and bought a few things in the Food Hall. My favourite thing about the Selfridges Food Hall is getting to look at all the vibrant packaging. So.. the confectionery. There were all these really innovative Hot Chocolate powders and honeys! I wish I had photographed them, but I left my phone at home and I didn’t bring my camera.

I bought macarons in my favourite colours at the moment. Fuchsia & fade0f (selfridges yellow <3) The other sweets I bought are going in a video for the kid’s channel I’m making. I think it’s important to encourage children to learn how to enjoy eating all kinds of things, to appreciate the luxury of hand-made confection, and buy beautiful pieces of edible art rather than to buy mass-produced sweets that make them ill. I think as a kid I’d have enjoyed a day out with my family, looking for the perfect sweets to spend my money on & dialoguing with the people working in the sweets shops about how they’re made. Conversations like that stuck with me throughout my own childhood.

These were modestly priced (REALLY DELICIOUS – their outer appearance actually does their taste no justice at all) and inspired me to make-an-art. The coaster is Anthropologie, I bought a few of them months ago – I think I saw one on Poppy Deyes’ blog and Vogue Online… & then found them on a shopping trip – also in Selfridges.

I wanted to photograph them in a way I don’t think sweets have been photographed before. People don’t really appreciate ‘noise’ or ‘grain’ unless it’s depicted by one of those old fashioned non-digital cameras so I’ll take what you hate and make it mine. And I think the super-sharp, immaculately lit food photography thing is over-done too. I unconsciously chose a crystal backdrop that looks not too dissimilar to sugar, and I think that is a pretty magical representation of some sugar-esque candyland I’d love to live in.


At the exhibition there was a brief discussion about how the face of luxury is changing – the definition of it. I walked past huge plastic tubs of water that were back lit and created this fantastic blue glow, if you looked up close you could see little stickers illustrating where the water was sourced. There was a table with complimentary, simply packaged bottles of water sitting on top … and I was told that it was actually a piece about a perfume that is mostly made of water and that fresh water is now considered a luxury item, because apparently it’s limited on our Planet. (I thought it would be rude to disagree with that sentiment because none of my spiritual teachers would agree – but I decided against doing so because I think it’s important to teach humans to value the Planet’s natural resources before teaching them that the Planet actually isn’t limited at all, nature teaches us our most important lessons. When you love & value what you’ve got, you get more and more and more and more… as if out of thin air.)

But I do love the concept of any item being in limited supply. That is an interesting way to teach humans to value something.. once it’s gone, it’s gone. Actually I think that’s how I’ll be dating from now on…

Isn’t it interesting that the luxury market could teach people something so profound through a discussion intended to market a scent?

(The Food Hall is also my favourite because the exit is so close that you can walk out and have a cigarette whenever you feel to.)

Today there was a police woman in a bullet proof vest *sniggers* hovering around me like one of those annoying houseflies, (walks in as I do – COMPLETELY ruining the Selfridges vibe – exits a few seconds after I do, for my first cigarette). Then a boy far better dressed than me asked for some money and complimented my shoes. I assume I was supposed to ignore him but ever since playing Viva Piñata – I really feel like any broke person, or worse – sad, sad person that accepts payment to pretend to be broke has a right to a dream.. just like >> Ivor Bargain <<

I know I know, when you get far enough into “the game” you get weird “actors” approaching you … remember these people that (the Universal you) you employ to communicate with me have lives and minds of their own & whatever faux identity or pretence they employ to speak to me doesn’t impact the exchange of energetic vibration. I’ve walked away from enough situations feeling stupid to fully empathise with a person who walks away feeling stupid (after communicating with me.)

Oh God, and today someone called me “very smart” in a stuttering Borat voice and I pity-pretended to feel flattered

The overwhelming pity I feel towards anyone who speaks to me, I can’t overemphasise

So strange – I had written a paragraph about how I find it so strange that there are supposed “Police Cuts” when in fact, I have never seen so many police walking the streets, in any direction or line of sight – but I must have accidentally deleted it or something

silly me!

(Oh, one of the police men I saw at the petrol station was working as a security guard at the exhibition. I assume that whoever reads my blog and literally uses their limited time on the Planet to interfere with my life would’ve assumed I wouldn’t of mentioned it because I’d sound racist saying they’ve got “the cute, short, bald asian guy” that I addressed about Police cuts stalking me but they’d be deeply mistaken.) Probably some poor attempt to see how I’d tackle “racial profiling”, or is that giving them too much credit? Assuming too much intelligence on their part? Either way.



B L A C K & G O L D


Today I met up with Linda & we had a little wander around Covent Gardens. She’s a wonderful photographer from Denmark and she’s moving to Berlin on Wednesday, so I wanted to say goodbye before she leaves. The positive to this is that I’ll have an excuse to make some trips to Berlin?!

I’ve noticed that all the creatives seem to be gravitating towards Brighton and Berlin…

We visited Jamie Oliver’s restaurant and sat outside in the sun. I found it quite charming and understated, not remotely pretentious. Quite like him, I suppose? The staff were good fun. At one point a bee landed on my finger, I instinctively screamed and a handsome waiter appeared as if out of nowhere to delicately shoo it away.


Linda ordered a red wine. I stole the first sip and I thought it subtly-sweet.


She also ordered garlic bread. I stole a piece.


For her mains she had the super food salad.


I ordered a mojito.


And carbs, in the form of ravioli in lemon butter.


Check out the cutest puffy stickers we found in Art Box! Our inner fourteen year olds swapped phones and we decorated them for one another.


I think, though, that – perhaps – this little note was the most delightful moment of my day/week/month/year and it’s in a notebook she bought for me that will be sitting in my bag until it’s quite full