Yummy break in London

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Yesterday I decided to take a trip to London, I wanted to escape from Coventry but I didn’t want to go Birmingham, it was lovely.
The goal I set my self was to go check out the barbican exhibition hall for some inspiration for my art work but I was more inspired by the journey. I ended up taking 10 tubes because my useful partner thought he was sat nav but his battery was clearly low and we got lost. It was delightful having company, I usually go to galleries on my own because I haven’t met anyone as enthusiastic as me or shared similar interest. I was so lost in London I found places that were more beautiful and peaceful amongst the rush hour. I never took notice of the stalls till yesterday or appreciated all the lights in London. It was great walking amongst a crown and having no one recognise me.
However, I did enjoy a lovely hot chocolate and croissant, oh the taste, it was beautiful. Crispy yet a soft pastry and chocolate so rich that I can still taste it, with the addition of the whipped cream with chocolate, fabulous.

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“I Have a Dream” – Spray Paint / Collage on Canvas by Me & Rhian

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Wise words spoken by a wise man, and thus we are here today!!!

The layout and collage of this work is simplistic but yet dramatic.

Ray Ferrer - Emotion on Canvas

“I Have a Dream” – Spray Paint & Collage on Canvas by Me & Rhian Ferrer

20″ x 16″

In Honor of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr’s birthday.

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Ferrer - MLK

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A bottle of commotion

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I haven’t blogged in a while, and I quite miss it, promise to update regularly now.

At uni I decided to work under lens base I chose it because I quite enjoyed it last time and I found it easier to self reflect on myself as a person.

I called this image a whirlpool of commotion, I felt this name was appropriate because the past few weeks I was being surround by drama and it affected me as a person and my confidence hit an all time low… I was contained in my own surrounding unable to cope with the pressures of being a student, friend, sister, aunt and daughter. People expect me to excel and I try to but something knocks me down or gets too much and I feel like quitting. When I reach this point I confide in my own pillow, and start to become full of anger and bitterness I result in becoming intoxicated by all the drama.

I don’t understand the concept of self pity but I feel like when I talk to someone in confidence it empowers me.

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