Murals, Museums and More in Mexico City
Growing up in the South of England meant I had minimal exposure to a true representation of Mexico, experiencing instead occasional associations including a toy shop piñata at a birthday party, sporadic meals via Old El Paso Tex-Mex kits from grocery stores, or consuming copious shots of Jose Cuervo with merry friends (followed by multiple pained facial expressions). Venture into the City of London and you’ll find...
Elevated Splendor: Big Bend Solitude and Terlingua
“The mountains are calling, and I must go”. John Muir, Yosemite Valley 1873. These are the words sprawled across the minty green shirts presented by my cousin for her fortieth year celebratory trip at Big Bend National Park, which have lingered periodically in my mind since returning to Austin. As I gazed docilely at...
CreativeMornings Austin: A Magical Initiation
It’s 7.30am and I’m peddling through South Austin’s winding roads, greeted by the glorious pink light of sunrise. The cool, fresh air envelops me; a welcome change after the past 6 months, more accustomed to the feeling of wearing a vest of hot coals. With 2 different lollipop ladies (mind my British, I mean ‘crossing guards’) waving me by...
Deconstructing ‘The Block’: The Quest for Inspiration
If you are one of those lucky people that flows creativity from every vein with as much ease as blinking, then stop reading now. If however you are like myself, at times wandering aimlessly both in mind and body to source stimuli for an article or art installation, then read on! You may take comfort...
A Dive Bar of Creativity: 125 Church Street prepares for launch
After the closure of a long-standing cocktail bar ‘White Rabbit’ in Stoke Newington (and not to be mistaken for it’s twin by name in Dalston, a recommended eatery which I wrote about during its advent), mutterings and shifty glances have been made whilst passing by the premises due to the masked windows covertly named ‘125...
From Darwin to Digital: A Revolution for our Species
Most of us are familiar with the graphic charting the progress of man,from ape to modernity (with variances on the present-day interpretation ranging from obese man to stressed office worker) but who would have predicted the rapidity of man’s digital evolution. With access to more and more articles documenting our digital history with trivia such as a 6 year...
A Romance Continued: Returning to New Orleans & Tasting the Deep South
It’s a beautiful thing to build a relationship with a City. Guidebooks can offer up suggestions, multiple apps help seek out hidden gems and there are always online recommendations (incredibly useful when in dire need of feeding), however I always find my best experiences are gained by seeking out and conversing with the locals. The...
A Sense of Independence in Palawan
There is much to be said for a woman travelling alone in the world, in my case the Far Eastern side of the planet to the Philippines. As a demi-Filipina, one might assume I have a distinct advantage in navigating around the 7000+ island culture, versus the typical ‘tourist’ trip and indeed, I have visited...
Soaking up New Orleans: My NOLA Inauguration
Aside from Austin, Texas and a weekend in Las Vegas, I have had no other experience of the US of A until recently, when the fine opportunity to celebrate New Year’s Eve in “N’awlins” presented itself. I am sure like many others before, I speculated upon what NOLA had to offer (NOLA is the informal...
A Week in the Dark: The 57th BFI London Film Festival
The nights draw closer and the official end of British summertime approaches, which times perfectly with the arrival of the BFI’s 57th London Film Festival. This time of year never fails to excite me, particularly with a programme that ever widens with a delicious celluloid chocolate box to pick and choose from. I proclaim myself...
Gaining Inspiration at the Pop-Up Circus
Warning: please be aware there may be mention of dental pain in occasional descriptive detail. I may also spare you the information dear readers however it is one of the reasons I found inspiration for this latest article. Diminished creativity has been hindering my penmanship for some weeks and unlike the expected normality of scribing...
Being a Tarantinophile – A Cinematic Obsession
I’ll always remember when we first met. The setting was the shabby living room of my friend’s house, cat hairs rolling like tumbleweed over carpeted floors, the stale scent of cigarettes clinging to soft furnishings due to the smoke curling through the air from the continual glow of her mother’s Silk Cut. 2 guys face...