Day 11: Three years ago today

Three years ago today my life was very different. Ivy was not even in the making. I was a student in my final year and living up North. I spent way too much time on Facebook and in bed, and not enough time in the studio or library. Although it looks like I was in the studio that day, as I took these pictures...

 

365 week 5

Monday 1st February
The sun is shining as I arrive back in Chester. My walk home from the station takes me along the canal. When I stop to photograph this couple, they swim over to me because they think I'll feed them.




Tuesday
The weather is rubbish. I am reluctant to leave the house today. It's my friends birthday today, I hope the sun is shining for her in New Zealand. I like that you can see upsidedown reflections of the houses in the larger raindrops. I later learn that it is also three years since my Grannie died in her sleep.



Wednesday
A note from my Grandma, she has lovely curly old lady writing :)



Thursday
I walk past this on my way food shopping, it's a lovely old red brick abandoned building.



Friday
Reflections of a fairly epic sky in on of the windows on the arts campus. One month of photos (day 31)!



Saturday
It's a gorgeous day and I'm heading to the studio. The sun glows on this moss that grows on a wall.



Sunday
This is on the back of the card I've painted for the boy.

365 week 4

Monday
Waiting for my train, and noticing how grand the station building is. More colourful terraced houses, as seen in Day 18. Goodbye Bristol.



Tuesday
His plaited headband, and an owl I needlefelted for him. These little soft handmade things sit on my desk as gentle reminders when he is not here and I am not there.



Wednesday
The weather is miserable, and I'm waiting for the bus to take me home.



Thursday
Working in the studio. My brushes are suffering.



Friday
Back in Bristol again! The boy and I wait for another friend's train to get in so take a wander and get hailed on while searching for an open coffee shop. I lent the boy my old camera to start his own 365. The moon was big and low and (almost?) full. In real life you could see the texture of it's surface.



Saturday
Steph, who I haven't seen since Christmas and won't see again until Easter. We are all feeling a bit fragile and tired this morning.



Sunday
At my parents house the boy takes the opportunity to go online. I love that he stays still for me to take odd photos like this.