New ART

We are three days – and two awesome expressions of creativity – into LifeBook 2015 and I am LOVING IT!
It gives me an excuse (not that I really needed one but hey now I’ve got one) to get my art on. The only problem is that now I’m going to be waiting for every Monday (afternoon here in Aus cause of the time difference) with thinly veiled impatience!
Hahahahahahaha little bit crazy
Miika out

New year

It’s weird to contemplate what my life would be like without art, or writing….. Shudder I don’t even really want to think about it.

This year I have signed up for Life Book 2015 (I will put the link below when I get onto a computer), so hopefully I’ll get into more of a routine in my creation. I’m soooo excited to be embarking on this creative journey, who knows, maybe my brain will actually retain some new techniques and sparks of inspiration instead of my muse just firing pictures and feelings (to capture in my art) through my brain 24/7.

In the wise words of the awesome Tigger, TTFN 😀

 

 

[EDIT: here is the aforementioned link]

2015 here I come!

I have been feeling the urge to review my 2014, and plan for 2015… which is hard, because I have been known to be a massive procrastinator. I do have a bucket list (written down somewhere) but I think my 2015 goals for now would be:

  1. Quit smoking tobacco

  2. Devise – and STICK TO – a yoga routine

  3. Get paid employment

  4. Create more art, more often

  5. Update / ramble here on my blog more regularly

And that’s all I’ve nutted out so far…..

Being brave enough to show you’re not brave

I totally am in awe of the wonderful Effy Wild.

Not only because she is an inspiring, quirky artist and all-round awesome person, but because she  is brave. Not charge into battle brave, but PERSONALLY brave.

In her latest post on her website/blog (here – trigger warning: depression) she bit the proverbial bullet and shared with her immense fan-base, student-base, and friend-base the depths of her despair and depression. She typed the raw confession that leaves me (and undoubtedly others within our not-so-little community) at once horrified and grateful.

THANK YOU EFFY.

For being brave enough to show you’re not brave.

For continuing when all seems lost.

For being open and honest, even if it took some extracted promises.

For showing us that it is ok to not be OK, that even though the black dog visits many, it is always in varying degrees of severity and length of stay.

For continuing to be you, the awesome and authentic EFFY WILD.

Please, if you or anyone you know is having trouble with mental health issues, PLEASE seek professional help. Talk to someone, call one of the many anonymous “suicide line” / mental health phone numbers, visit their websites, see your doctor.

THERE IS HELP OUT THERE.