Islands in the Stream

So it's that magical time of year again, no not Christmas, but in fact assessment. The time of year when we all get judged artistically and emotionally on whatever work we can create. whether this one is more a pitstop assessment rather than a final work assessment as that in June.

Yes we had spoken about how I wanted to do about superstition looking at magpies folklore all that jazz, well needless to say it's taken a slightly different turn. So as you all know I have written this blog now since I was 14 and ( I'm 21 now by the way if you didn't know) surprisingly enough it's become a huge part of my life. For some reason I've always found the need to document whether it be an event a story or something that's bothering me. Documenting it has always made me feel better. I've also written you are letters to myself and reflection of what I've done the previous year what my worries were, what memories I have, or things that I might have forgotten a year later. You may remember that last year in 2015 I wrote a diary. A page a day, every day for 365 days. Have these documents I will be using in my current project so I have insight to why I do it and how it's affected me and how I feel other people review it as well. Teachers and people have told me in the past 'Brighde why do you put a blog up? What if job people see this in the see all of the shenanigans that you get up to?' And my answer to that is clearly it's their fault not mine. If they can't love all of me then they can't have any of me. Not exactly like I have a tattoo on my face, it's a bloody blog for Christs sake.

Anyways that's where I am at the mo.

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