Do you ever find sometimes you become so disinterested in what you're doing you loose the ability to want to find something interesting to replace it? I havn't written anything on here because I've been like a cup of tea you were really enjoying, but then Murder She Wrote came on so you left it in the kitchen and it went all cold. Then you forgot about it for a few days and it got moldy. Washing it out and getting another one seems too much effort.
So, prepare for some shaky posts back and maybe I'll find a fresh tea bag.
Hello. I'm studying Fine Art Printmaking in Brighton and needed somewhere to put everything. So a space on the web seemed appropriate. I'll put progress of my work, little notes about my life and maybe the odd joke.