Blast from the past

While I was having a clear out at the weekend I discovered lots of skecthbooks from my days at Camberwell College of Art. Contrary to popular belief, it seems that I didn't waste all of my time there propping up the student bar! It was actually really enjoyable (although embarrassing at times) flicking through all the busy pages, remembering how much I enjoyed writing little things like this. I'm hoping i'll discover a few gems to inspire some new work. I posted this one up today because it seems quite apt for how i'm feeling at the moment. I was in a world of my own, making my way home and an old gentleman let me get on the bus in front of him. It was such a simple thing and not out of the ordinary at all, but instantly I was transformed from my doomy demeanor and before I knew it a huge smile was beaming across my face as I thanked him. The thing is he'll probably never realise how much his instinctive action was appreciated.