Why The Hell Not?

Not too long ago, Kate Powell (a 19 y/o, moderately well known artist) tweeted a quote about how some people wait for inspiration to motivate them to work, whereas others simply get on with things, and don't wait for a burst of inspiration to drive them to create. It didn't take me long to realise that I am undeniably someone who waits for bouts of inspiration before starting or finishing any creative project. It's embarrassing, I know. You can probably tell from my abysmal post count how infrequently inspiration comes to me - I've had two posts drafted since June, with no excuse for not finishing them! The same applies to the artwork I (try to) produce in my free time; I've had an 18-week summer to experiment with creative projects, but I have only managed to complete one (a measly embroidery piece pictured below).

July Spotify Playlist

My bizarrely selected July playlist is definitely a musical representation of how haphazard July was for me. Before I begin I'll ask that you please refrain from judging me for some of my music choices because I, too, am slightly ashamed of myself for *cough* Kanye *cough* Fetty Wap *cough* Bieber *cough* Die Antwoord *cough*. I won't, however, bother justifying my choices because I honestly wouldn't know where to begin justifying why I've listened to Kanye and Die Antwoord, haha.

Working in Adventureland by Aidan McGuire

Left: James played by Jesse Einsberg. Right: Em played by Kristen Stewart.

Hello all,

Since watching Adventureland for the first time, the movie's biggest fan, Aidan, has been persistently asking me to review the film on my blog. Eventually, I told Aidan that he was welcome to write the review as a guest post because I didn't have the time to do it myself. I'm assuming that because of his adoration for the film, and his passionate hatred for his student job in catering, Aidan's post became a bizarre hybrid of a synopsis of the movie and a rant about summer jobs. For the sake of being appropriate, I had to edit his post slightly, but I can assure you that his original piece was a spectacularly morbid spiel about dead-end student jobs that left me in fits of laughter.

I hope you enjoy reading it anyway.

Lots of love, Ang