are you ok...

some images from...

see no evil...

a massive graffiti...

exhibition/festival... 

amazing artists...

showcasing their talent...

in bristol city...

it well brightened up...

an otherwise dull city street...

i know i am biased...

but bristol...

really is...

the best city...

did i tell you...

that i loved you...

probably not enough...

more golden oldies...

this is the only picture...

i have seen...

of my dad in japan...

he taught english...

there...

in the seventies...

my uncle...

in his twenties...

forever the sun worshipper...

these are a few...

of the never ending amount...

of golden oldies...

i want to re-hash...

and bring to life...

you can see more...

on my facebook...

post festival blues...

and confusion...

wish i was going to bestival...

so i could dance around...

to my faves...

driving home...

to jo whiley on radio two...

i got inspired...

by her last three songs...

for the love that hurts...

for the love of an icon...

for the love of your child...

and...

the love of faith...

you...

stop...

my...

heart...

so i helped out with the...

bristol art show at centrespace...

it was lots of learning...

about how to put on and run...

an exhibition...

here it is almost finished...

and a finished piece...

hanging from the ceiling...

a binary brilliance...

shattered images...

taken in a toilet...

wearing my not so floral skirt...

i prefer floral to be not so...

flowery...

another moodboard...

for another festival...

this time its boomtown...

their is a dress up theme...

however its puzzling me...

as its towns people...

now that essentially...

is me...

as i live in a town...

and i find towns people...

rather boring...

so maybe i will...

just go with the flow...

im feeling aztec prints...

and flower crowns...

and wearing big 70s jumpsuits...

with wooly hats...

is it fate...

or coincidence...

i keep wondering...

about fate...

i met a boyfriend...

two months before i actually met him...

but neither of us remembered it...

however i have photographic evidence...

of the event...

though i didnt find the photo...

until a year in to...

the relationship...

so was our meeting...

meant to be...

did fate give us a second chance...

or were we just in the right place...

at the right time...

no need for words...

pictures and actions...

rule my world...