I Moved to London

Post date: Oct 7, 2014 10:17:47 PM

This is no excuse for being really bad at blogging, but it is the one I am using, that and the simple fact that I am really bad at commitment. I'm working on it, as my sister says (in a totally different area) 'the aim is progress, not perfection'. In my defence I have been getting better at finishing what I start, I moved to London, got a job, I finished Hungry Dress, I don't have any current sewing projects, and I just finished the first draft of my first novel. That is quite a lot to have done since last November. I have also been keeping busy in London, doing everything that takes my fancy, Young Adult Literature Conference (YALC), London Film & Comic Con, Jean Paul Gaultier at the Barbican, Stephen Fry at the Royal Festival Hall, an academic Conference on Race in UCL, The Wedding Dress exhibition in the V&A, among a hundred other things.

So yes that whole blog about my shed/studio does seem a little bit redundant now, but that is where I gave birth to the Hungry Dress, finally. I miss it, I miss having my own studio, my own tools handy, all of the little things I have saved over the years, waiting for that perfect project, bolts, varnishes, carving tools, wire, metal paint, dozens of fabrics, red spray paint, glass bottles and white spirit. I miss Dublin, a place I knew like the back of my hand, but which still kept throwing me surprises. I miss my favourite tea and cake spot, favourite bookshops, favourite alley ways, favourite walks. I miss my family and friends.