So I’ve been sitting at home today, snuggled up on the couch, generally feeling sorry for myself in my sickly gross state.I did attempt to do some linguistics revision, but have been unable to concentrate on anything of substance. Staring into space seems to be the most accomplished task of the day. Especially when compared to the half an hour taken up by my attempts to explain the benefits of Twitter to my otherwise forward-thinking mother.

I’ve been watching the Grand Designs marathon on the Lifestyle Channel. Though I’ve never really been an architecture savvy fellow like my boy DesignTavern, I’ve always been into making things and being creative. With a dressmaker for a mother, I learnt to machine sew by Grade 1. From sewing I progressed to hand beading things – a messy hobby which lasted for a good five or six years – with short bouts of knitting, crochet and quilting thrown in there for good measure. At school, I sketched and I painted. Mostly portraits and the human figure. Of course, as high school came to an end my promises to keep my art going throughout uni vanished quickly into piles and piles of reading and essays. I’m by no means a refined artist, but I’ve dabbled here and there.

Anyway, I’ve decided to get creative these summer holidays (four weeks and counting…) and am thinking of getting back into the creative swing of things. Perhaps it’ll do wonders for my mood. As for what I’m planning, I’ll keep you posted as my ideas and sketches progress. Perhaps I’ll start a workbook again – it sure helped with my struggles back in year 11.

Much love for the week ahead, xx.

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