RhianCaroline

behind the scenes

this is how long it took to make a 1 minute video for my class.
i suck.

birthday giveaway

there will be no head shots. no head shots this year, i tells you!
well, maybe a couple... coz my hair isn't looking sooooo bad today.

in honour of my 26 that takes place this weekend, i am giving away one spot in mine and kim's upcoming class Mirror Mirror. it starts on Monday and runs for two weeks, monday-friday lessons. 
click the link to find out more, and then leave a comment here. a random generator, otherwise known as miss zoe bloom, will pick a winner on sunday. 

i have to go pick up a frenchie from swansea now!

so i am recycling this 'video' i created a long time ago. because it couldn't be more perfect for how i feel right now.
i'm painting through a particularly unexplainable event this week. and writing. and creating.
and trying to remember how this world works when it is good. when death and disbelief don't seem to infiltrate every aspect of it.
and predicting the way to do that is to just allow it. allow the disbelief and shock and sadness.

i'll be back wednesday with a commercial for Mirror Mirror, mine and kim's class :)

brighton bits

 

SweetTarts = the taste of tennessee whilst walking around the laines, pretty cupcakes that make you feel sick because they are so sweet, but still good, a vintage mustard yellow typewriter that was too heavy to carry home but had my name written all over it, pebbles scurrying up purple canvas shoes as seagulls soar above and the sunshine falls down, constant sightings of those fucking hipsters, free organic muesli, near death moments and lifetime fears, george, the whole of the eurovision, and all the laughter that comes with it, no vintage photo booth, not enough sleep, not even any photos with s & r together, but goodtimes.

its that time of year. my mind goes into overdrive, my body responds to circumstances beyond my control, and i question my sanity regularly throughout the day.

my blog becomes sparse this time of year. my journal pages are overflowing. and my eyes become that much more troubled and tired.

i realised quite soon on, anger only gets you so far. there is only so much energy that can be expended on it. until eventually, although you know exactly what you are justifiably angry at, you wonder what the point is.
what the point of anything is.
what the point of life is if he is not in it.

i fight so hard not to be sad. and overwhelmed. and completely buried with missing and longing. i avoid a lot of things because i fight so hard against all of that.
i don't listen to certain songs. or watch movies that will obviously bring me to tears. i fill my world with pretty things, and plans, and hide my secrets under layers of paint and pain.
but somtimes it creeps in.

i  have good friends. who send me texts with nothing but the words, 'i am here.' and post sent so that it arrives on the most unperfect of perfect days. friends who understand, perhaps the hardest thing i struggle with, is not my personal missing. but his life that was cut short.

my friend wrote this for me. and i can't think of a better thing for this week to share with you, my dear readers.

fyi

  

i am officially playing on tumblr. i've had the account since january time coz my bestest uses it (who also happens to be one of my favorite blogs) but i havn't really delved.

now i am officially delved. its mostly a localised place for my zine stuff. not necessarily things that are in/going in the zine, but all medias that are shaping and inspiring it.
its kind of like an on-going stream of conciousness.
with pretty pictures.

dandelion*wishes* is staying around, and will continue to be updated monday-friday, including things to do with Barefoot Wondering, but tumblr feels more liquid. more community focused.

please add me if you have accounts. as always, i love new friends :)

the deal (continued)

 

Flora is writing the songs way faster than i can make stuff to them. the canvas up there is for song one. SONG ONE. its not even finished and she has blogged multiple songs since then! no pressure or anything, rhian.

in another note; i think i need a bigger desk.

wednesday

 

a page from a book i'm creating for a friend :)

reject

 

this was my favorite invite i put together for my friend.
i put together around 6 in all, this wasn't the one she picked.
but i do so love that pink.

masks

 

i have a deal with my friend. for every song she writes, performs, and uploads to her blog.
i will make a piece of art.
art to follow :)