Busy like anything. Constantly sleep deprived (voluntarily and involuntarily). Stuck in a loop of random mutterings to myself. I don't have time to write about it all. It's 2am for crying out loud. What am I doing?!
OK. News. For those of you that have been living under a rock. David Bowie passed away this month and this was sad news. I went to Brixton and it was all a bit surreal. Life on Mars seems ever more poignant (he's probably up there).
We'll still have his music though. Can you imagine a life or a universe where if a musician or band passed away and their music would disappear with them? Fuck that shit. I've got the first side of Hunky Dory out on the turntable as we speak, thank goodness.
Found an old roll of film. Got it developed. Lomography 800 colour film. Grainy as anything.
I've been studying, working, going to crazy light shows, getting stuff to magazines*, working... and spending more time with nature, power-walking past it in an attempt to win Fitbit challenges.
*I've a 2-page feature in the March 2016 issue of Digital Camera World magazine (on sale from the 29th January). Dig it.
Provided that I'm not starting blankly at my uni's Turnitin upload page, you will probably find me (mostly) in Kew Gardens, as I have since acquired a gate pass that allows me to come and go as I please. So I'm in there nearly every other day. Sorry about that. They give me 10% off on shiny things, trinkets and all sorts in the gift shop as well. There's just no hope.
Send down a search party.