Intoxicant

So back to the grindstone after a rather astounding weekend. Great friends old and new, plenty laughs, many drinks, and great missions. Here is a marvel in itself. Smokin' hot. Massive love. 

Streetfest 2011

  

                                                        

                                                

  

Ghostpoet

London is the hub of things to do in terms of art, music and various other exciting wondrous things. This Bank Holiday (yes ANOTHER one but hey I am not complaining) Sunday, Shoreditch is the place to be. More in terms of the creative minds- than that of the level of street cred one usually gains from  aimlessly hanging around there holding up walls and pavements. I am thrilled to announce the Streetfest 2011 which unites creatives from various genres of awesomeness including illustrators, film makers, artists, skaters, musicians and writers. It is a whole day celebrating the talents of those born to divulge their thoughts and emotions through a creative manner and arouse all the human senses. An embarrassing tenner is all it costs and the whole day of festivities will be worth more than one orange Queen's face. You will be guaranteed to hear the plangent cries of many people whilst their heads are being blown off by amazing UK homegrown talent. So get your cool on and head down to East London for a stupendous day of mind blowing art entertainment. Big Love peeps. xx

(Images curtosey of urban-nerds.com; Time out London; bsupreme.co.uk)

Omnipotent

So it has been a while, a long while in fact, since my last blog post. Although I promised I would not neglect the only thing that sets me free- writing, I have sadly done so the past few weeks. Long weekends came and went, work started and ended, college interview attended and left uncertain now awaiting to hear the verdict, fingers crossed and pride intact, for now. So my feet are starting to grow roots on Mud Island for the first time since planting them here 2 and a bit years ago. Mostly, I am happy. I feel I am on my road and sitting in my Corvette road tripping along what ever this road has to offer me. And after a beautiful music session with a good friend my song of choice is from Canned Heat, the sound track to Woodstock and the sound track to my journey. Let's see what it brings. I wouldn't mind a few extra bucks in my pocket but happiness far out weighs the heaviness of the pocket, so I am told! But nevertheless I am on a good highway and in an even better mood. My lack of photographic posts are due to the disappearance of my USB chord which I KNOW is somewhere. So when I get that I will be providing my life through the lens of a camera and through my Diana Mini which I haven't managed to get out yet. To a great summer and the possibilities of an even greater year ahead and to being free.