And so my new world has begun and it consists of promo
flyers, re-used socks and losing my keys. Despite what some may tell you,
freshers is not the life. Ive never felt so un-fresh and dazed and grim. My
whole body is full of alcohol and toast.
And I decide that after the 1st term I am still filled with cheap vodka and burnt bread but now I have learnt that a little squash and pesto make it far better. (at the start of this term I had decided I would give it a term and then catch the first flight to India, however in my bemused and muddled state I asked for a stethoscope for Christmas and even joined the panto)
I found a lovely project by the artist Brian Andreas who created 'Story People'. The world he created along with other artists is all about possibility and imagination and healing- and it reminds me of a child's view on the world because they look up more at the sky or the ceiling. Here are a few of my favourite stories from the project:
We’re already in the new age, she said to me. What does that
mean? I said & she laughed. It means you can stop waiting & start
living, she said, but after she left I waited a little while more just to be
safe
She went
everywhere with a basket filled daily with a fresh blueberry muffin. It’s
either that or cigarettes, she said. I am only strong enough for a life of
partial virtue.
This
looks like swing dancing but really it’s just moving around the floor trying
not to bump into anybody else
Calling on the flying
things of the universe & hoping not too many of them are pigeons
Thinking with her body, so there's lots of spontaneous dancing involved
Thinking with her body, so there's lots of spontaneous dancing involved