And what costume shall the poor girl wear to all tomorrow's parties?

Wednesday night was spent at The Yorkshire Museum, attending a film premiere of a documentary me and my classmates made with production company Digifish, about York's history and culture. The documentary is part of the Precious Cargo Project at The Yorkshire Museum and also part of Stories of the World, a project of the London 2012 Cultural Olympiad. It was announced at the premiere that the documentary is going to be screened to the public at York's independent cinema. The documentary will also be shown at The Yorkshire Museum for forthcoming years with my position and name credited. Exciting! I also had the opportunity to chat to a woman from the BBC who attended the premiere and drink plenty of free wine.

Additionally my week has consisted of catching up with friends old and new and feeding my mind with film, music and literature.

It's like forgetting the words to your favourite song, you can't believe it, you were always singing along.

Several older photographs I recently got back from developing, taken on my Canon 1000F, a hidden door, an autumn stricken tree and the bedroom window in my apartment. 

It's not that I'm rebelling, it's that I'm just trying to find another way.

Yesterday I had the opportunity to be introduced to Greg Dyke (read about him here) which was a really important event in my progression into film. We discussed television with him, explained how our production team worked and told him what our future aspirations are. In the evening I went to go see Never Let Me Go, which was beautiful. Carey Mulligan is simply enchanting.
Today, I've been helping my boyfriend with his Andy Warhol themed university project. Any excuse to dress up like Edie Sedgewick, bold eyebrows and big eyelashes. 

What we have here is a dreamer, someone completely out of touch with reality.

I want my children to have magical powers, I am prepared for amazing things to happen, I can handle it.

I've begun packing to move out of my apartment. I feel strange, I've never had to leave somewhere I can never come back to and I can't imagine it. This is a new beginning in many ways, I think living in such a beautiful place will make me feel more warm and positive. I can't wait for the sunshine, sitting outside on the patio on an afternoon, drinking tea, smoking cigarettes, reading. Just a few paces away there's the busy city, yet the house is so hidden away it's like another world. I've spent today buying cardboard boxes and plant pots.

Progression.

Yesterday I did my pitch for a production focused on No Limits Film Festival, the largest international student film festival in the UK. I proposed to do a short documentary on the weekend of the event, featuring interviews with directors, producers, writers, critics and so on. My pitch was approved to advance into production so I'm a really pleased about that.

I have so many ideas I need to develop. I'm dying to add all the beautiful elements of society, art, music, photography, fashion and style into the format of film. I choose to study film not only because I love every aspect of it, but also because there's so much room to be as experimental as you want, there's so many stories to be told and if told through film the portrayal of a story can evolve into something beautiful to watch through admirable cinematography, passionate script writing and precise casting.

Billing Cunningham New York.

I once fell in love with you, just because the sky turned from grey into blue.

Hello new blog! To begin with I shall post several of my favourite photographs taken over Autumn last year on my Canon 1000F. My Flickr consists of many more. I bought a Polaroid Sun 600 LMS from a charity shop several days ago, I hope it works. If it doesn't, it's still an adorable camera. Yesterday I filmed a poetry workshop at Leeds Museum which was actually quite inspiring, I feel motivated. Searching for a my next home, I ache for french doors, wood flooring, white walls, a little garden with decking, an old fashioned kitchen and a mass amount of wardrobe space. 

Today I am in bed suffering from toothache. Pondering doing something productive and then realising three hours has passed and I've not moved from the comfort of watching The Science of Sleep and drinking lukewarm tea.