MY space

I MISS HAVING MY OWN LITTLE LOFT HIDEAWAY.  
AT THE TIME I DON'T THINK I FULLY APPRECIATED JUST  
HOW LUCKY I WAS TO HAVE IT.  
SINCE LEAVING UNIVERSITY THE BUILDING THAT MY  

STUDIO WAS IN HAS BECOME DERELICT  

AND A NEW MUCH MORE SCHOOL-LIKE  

BUILD HAS REPLACED IT.  
IN A WAY I THINK IT IS SORT OF COOL THAT I WAS  

THE LAST PERSON TO INHABIT IT.  

I CREATIVELY GREW SO MUCH IN THIS  

BUILDING. SOMETHING THAT I TRULY 

MISS ABOUT WORKING IN THIS  

ENVIRONMENT IS THE CONSTANT BUZZ OF  
CREATIVE MINDS LURKING AROUND THE  

PLACE. I MISS HAVING PEOPLE AROUND ME WILLING TO  
FEED OFF OF MY MADNESS  
AND FOR THAT MATTER NOT  

CALL IT MADNESS!   

OUT OF THE BOOKS AND ON TO THE WALLS.

MY DESK.

I AM AN OBSESSIVE COLLECTOR AND  

PROBABLY VERGING ON CRAZY HOARDER  

BUT SOMETIMES I USE THIS TO MY  

ADVANTAGE. AS PART OF MY DEGREE  

PROJECT I GAVE MYSELF THE TASK OF  

TAKING ON THE PERSONA OF A CRAZED  

CELEBRITY STALKER. MY OBJECT OF  

LUST WAS LADY GAGA.

I LOVE DRAWING HALF A FACE. 

"JUNKIE BUNTING"

MY BUSY WALLS.

I'D MUCH RATHER WORK THIS WAY THAN  

CONFINING MYSELF TO A SKETCHBOOK.