Last week Facebook memories reminded me that the exact week in 2012, I wrote on my Facebook status that I was finally seeing a NHS haemotologist oncologist after my crazy USA medical adventure. I have certain dates etched into my collective memory, which feel like I’ll never be able to erase , even if IContinue reading “Getting sick was (is) the worst thing that ever happened to me, but”
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What being an artist, trying to learn how to code & feeling like I’m dying has taught me.
It’s kind of exciting not really fitting into pigeon holes. They say I’m a Smizz of all trades, master of none. I’m currently designing and coding an app in my (limited) spare time, which I hope will help to aid patients in having a better patient-centered-care experience. The app hopes to include all the informationContinue reading “What being an artist, trying to learn how to code & feeling like I’m dying has taught me.”
Everything That Can Happen, Does Happen
I just bought a book I found in a bargin box for £2 on quantum physics. It’s by Brian Cox, it came out a few years ago when I was working one of my many part-part-time jobs in a bookstore. The book has always intrigued me from the shelf I used to stare at fromContinue reading “Everything That Can Happen, Does Happen”
Growing Up A Second Time
It was my good friends birthday yesterday. She turned only 19 years old. Still a baby. Although 19 was only 6/7 years ago for me, it seems so much longer. Being in your mid-20′s isn’t that old, but I feel like I’ve aged 2 lifetimes in the past 3+ years, I feel like I’m ageingContinue reading “Growing Up A Second Time”
2013: I started this year, as like last year too, unsure if I would be around to finish it.
I’m sat here, eating a Twizzler that was given to me by my USA friends who I met in London yesterday. How lucky am I with all those values in that sentence? I can travel, I have friends, I have friends who think of me, I’m eating one of my favourite USA Candies! I startedContinue reading “2013: I started this year, as like last year too, unsure if I would be around to finish it.”
What 15 Years of Art Has Taught Me About My Life: If You Need Help, Ask. We Can’t Do It Alone.
As anyone who knows me, will know that the journey of illness changed my course, some-what drastically. I was prepared to dedicate my life to trying to navigate the art world path, and that alone. And I was having a good go at it too. But getting sick made travelling that rocky, unstable road ofContinue reading “What 15 Years of Art Has Taught Me About My Life: If You Need Help, Ask. We Can’t Do It Alone.”
You ain't got no Picasso, yo?! 