Fashion week!


I actually managed to attend fashion week in February, never would I miss this especially since I missed LCM in January.

The only problem was that with a week left for fashion week I completely forgot, and hadn’t planned any outfits, but I quickly realised that the outfit I wore didn’t matter, I was there to hang out with friends and make new ones.

The first day I went very simple (all black), at first I was quite nervous but I quickly got into the flow of things and started to bump into people I knew from the previous year.


For the first time ever I managed to get into shows!! I actually managed to do at least one/two shows a day in fact; I honestly still can’t believe it.

Day two was the day of the #Skwad, since it was Saturday this was by far the busiest day and probably the most fun! It was nice to just be surrounded by creative people, who love fashion and to play around with clothing it was truly inspiring.


The third day I done all black (again!), it was a quieter day compared to Saturday but it was still nice as some people still came over just to say hi and hit a few shows.


Monday was like the deadest day! Haha you could slowly see the crowds dwindling down, for most part of the day I just wandered around, once it hit around 4pm it got busier and more people showed up.


Tuesday was by far the most pointless day, and this point no-one was there and in fact me and my friend need up going to a gallery and just had a regular day out!




René Magritte: Les amants…

The reason this painting came to mind is due to my photography, after looking at it, it reminded me of this painting I felt that the cloth over my models head added similarities between Magritte’s piece and my photography.

The painting is of two lovers enthralled by passion, but the inclusion of the fabric over their heads acts as a barrier between them, makes an act of passion into one of isolation and frustration, just how the fabric over the models head adds a barrier between her and the viewer meaning they can look into this “world” but they have no immediate access or contact to it.

 “Some have interpreted his work as a depiction of the inability to fully unveil the true nature of even our most intimate companions.”

Others find connections between his paintings and his mother’s death, “The artist was 14 when his mother committed suicide by drowning. He witnessed her body being fished from the water, her wet nightgown wrapped around her face.”

I love how something that appears to be so beautiful and loving actually has a very dark, raw backstory, his paintings have a sense of mystery and this is something I definitely wanted to have in my exhibition, I wanted people to question everything, I wanted them to have a strong emotional reaction to my piece and to really think about things.

hidden messages…

This was when I was out with a friend and we went to the Tate, we were on our way back home when I spotted something plastered onto the wall of St Paul’s Cathedral, I quickly ask my friend if she could see it also, as we get closer the shape becomes more apparent and clear, she realizes.. ‘A Heart’ we both admire it for a moment before continuing on with our journey.

The reason why I feel this stuck with me is because its something so simple and possibly small and insignificant to the person who done it, but its also something so powerful and could possibly affect someone’s life gratefully.

I like the idea of having a hidden message or creating something that requires the viewer to look twice or take a moment to think about it, and I’m hoping that I can somehow incorporate this into my final piece, and leave the viewer with an emotion that will transcend time…IMG_4373IMG_4375IMG_4376