today i drew not just doodling with a biro or pencil but using oil pastels. for the first time since i've started at uni i have been able to stop and do something really creative. the last few weeks i have been lamenting my loss of freedom to throw paint all over my floor and pick up a brush whenver i get the urge. and believe me, i have had THE URGE this weeks like never before!
i miss the quiet absorption of painting in my a-level class, everyone focused on thier own little creation, all of use existing in harmony. i miss the smell and feel of paint, choosing my colours, rationing my white and being careful with the black. i miss pouring over art books when i was supposed to be working.

linguistics and english leaves very little scope for creativity. so i have decided to continue to draw or create images however possible, also through photography. i'll never let that part of me fade away.