borderline...

...feels like i'm going to lose my mind. 

i have never had much time for madonna, but after this term, i can say her lyrics have finally meant something to me. after a lack of tutorials this term i have made up for it by three in a week, each with a slightly different tack. all have been interesting and helpful, in their own way, but... i just don't know borders... i know it's whatever you want to make of it, but still, it's just so blaaaaa.

elephant for tutorial

22 steps from piccadilly circus

Ham Yard, WD1

After several false starts I am back to looking at things too closely. This project has started very slowly and I am not sure how much there is to actually discover that isn't in the process of being cleaned up around me, but maybe that wil become part of the story - now that I have finally started something I daren't stop to worry about it.

from the bus

i went for an early morning look at the place where i hope to finally start my project... this was my bus trip home. in the meantime i have been trying to plough my way through some story telling theory books, which sadly turned out to be really dull so i can't even write about anything i learned from them... apart from not getting fooled by a cover or a title next time. i have also been looking at the history of the area of my project on the british history online website which says who owned what right back to the doomsday book, about buildings that were there and why the streets are that shape or have that name. 

it's working again...

from the day-to-day life of albert hastings by kaylynn devenney and albert hastings