10.28am – I’m dying for a day of faffing around, doing nothing. I really want to go to Cornwall, too. Perhaps St. Ives. Pretty much anywhere mentioned in a Dorothy Sayers novel would also do it for me. 347 more words
Tags » Cuppa Tea
On our way back from Boston where we visited my Grandparents grave, we took a brief pit stop in the small Lincolnshire town of Sleaford. There were clear skies as we left Nottingham, but by the time we were in Boston there was heavy fog and freezing cold temperatures and that’s how it stayed for the rest of the day. 97 more words
Tutorial with Jonathan (including idea responses).
During my conversation with Jonathan, we discussed a wide range of possibilities, not just for the upcoming exhibition in Summer 2017, but also for my project in general as it begins to evolve into a more tactile story. 766 more words