I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
Slow Club - It Doesn't Have To Be Beautiful
Night photographs by Jason Hawkes.Quite beautiful. Sometimes I forget how pretty London can be.
Sketchbook pages from an old project.I miss it a little, the bullets we shot through books.Now it's all about shipwrecks and you'll not feel the drowning.
Happy Birthday.You are loved and missed. Always, always.
Drawn whilst talking to Pru.I feel a little stuck tonight. Not stuck betwixt spiderwebs, or enveloped by some form of deadly treacle. But, stuck within myself. It's most perplexing.. I wish I knew ho...
Means the world to me.
My Time Capsule.There are diaries and dresses underneath. Letters from Kitty.Everything I couldn't bare to keep.
'O Captain, My Captain.'Makes me cry oceans.
The Imperial War Museum.I went here for help with my homework, but I couldn't stay for very long. Hurts. All of it hurts.It's so.. I can't understand, can't comprehend. In part, it's more a graveyard...
Photographs from when Papa took me to the Walter Rothschild Zoological Museum.
Went to see The Royal Ballet's 'Swan Lake' a little while ago.Still keep thinking about it a great amount. Act IV quietly ruined me.. half the people in the orchestra stalls were small buttoned-up-me...
Two things I will always, always love;Nikolai Alexandrovich Romanov and Swan Ghosts.
A very early morning visit to The Natural History Museum.It was empty, utterly empty.The Blue Whale doesn't frighten me anymore. In a peculiar way, I wish that it would.p.s,The writing in the last ph...
My two favourite pictures in the whole entire world.For no particular reason, other than that they're beautiful.They make me think of bravery and battles, goodbyes and Glitter Wars. George. It's stra...
From the tiny drawingbook that I take with me on the train.
Here is a promise to write soon.I promise, I promise.(The pictures are from December. I hurriedly rushed into London one morning to visit Ladurée.)Whilst I am here, I may as well write a little.My wo...
"Small rooms.. always pleased to be in small rooms. What a sad idea palaces are."
Words from the diary of my favourite diary keeper, J.M.Barrie.And my favourite writer and my favourite dreamer and my favourite everything.He was true. The truest of the true. If True were a land, he...
'Your Personal Moon'(To see more please visit here and here)I'm afraid I'm really not very sure who these belong to but they're incredibly beautiful.
I can't sleep.And when it is November and you cannot sleep, it is an unwritten rule that you must make a Christmas Wishlist.But please don't think me so greedy as to ask for it all..I only asked for ...
My drawing in Lula Magazine (Issue 7).I need courage today. Terribly. If you could parcel it up in brown paper and send it my way, that would be wonderful.I miss Kitty, as always. But, I think I am n...
Sara Crewe(The quietest of all the quiet heroes.)
My Hallowe'en.I so desperately wanted to dress as a Raincloud this year, only, I had to spend my night at work. But, it wasn't a horrible way to spend it at all, it really wasn't. We had a Bonfire an...
This is my music box.It is at my Art School at the moment. We are drawing and drawing and drawing everything, forever. I adore it.Papa took me to the theatre this afternoon. We went to see War Horse....
I'm going to be a Swan Ghost.I miss Lola.Lola and the Ocean-Bed Orchestra.I dreamed it.. it wasn't ever real.But, they had spotlights on them. A hundred violins. A Harpsichord made of Light. Wearing ...
Today I went to see Tim Walker's exhibition at the Design Museum.It was really too beautiful for words.On the train ride home I couldn't stop seeing Swans.I took lots of pictures so that you could pr...
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