I am loving where my art practice is taking me. My love for the ocean and subsequent hate for plastic has in fact provided me with a new and amazing material manipulation for my art. Working with plastic waste is both disappointing and yet endlessly inspiring I really have found myself in a love hate romance with plastic… Could it really be that my desire to use waste for my art has in fact led me to love the very waste I despise! Oh too complex a thought right now must rest and further ponder my conundrum in my dreams!!!
So i am usually pretty happy with my figure, even when gradually rounding i know a new physically exerting fad is not far away from my daily routine. When reading fashion magazines or watching the Angelina Jolie’s of the world, I have often taken pride and comfort in saying to myself “their not real women, real women don’t look like that”. Well i was wrong. You dont have to travel the world to find these tropical beach babes – just the net.
I am always surfing the net these days mostly looking for new tattoo designs, and i am discovering hundreds of photos of the goddess girls. The worst thing about seeing these stunning figures is my reaction; chocolate, new clothes, maybe a hair cut and more chocolate. None of which helps me to look like this;
Good luck girls?