Final Week

It's all coming together and i'm feeling so excited right now. Just two days away from the final hand in of all our work. Am I ready? YES. I have completed both of my final pieces and am happy with the outcomes.
I have enjoyed this project an unexpected amount! - I remember the day we were briefed for it. I wanted to cry.
I was so overwhelmed by just how much work was ahead of me.
However, I instantly got stuck in and boooooom a couple of months later. TA-DA.
I feel like I have really put my heart and soul into this project and loved every minute of it.
I am amazed by the journey my work has taken and have enjoyed working independantly.
These are my two final pieces:

Thank you Chelsea, for helping me come out of my little 'A level' shell.
Goodbye, x

Getting There?

Three weeks today and my foundation year will be finished. That went too fast.
The sun has started to shine and I have realised how much I am totally loving life. So, It's bit of a shame that it's nearly over to be honest.

The next three weeks are going to be very busy, with lots of time being spent on my final piece.
I have a rough idea of what I am hoping to achieve. This is my basic starting point...

This sculpture incorporates all sorts of memories/feelings and expressions. The objects used are all very personal to me, I feel that producing something that I am not only passionate about, but can openly and easily talk about will give my final piece more depth and reason.
(The T.V. will run an old video of my Grandad- I have not photographed it, as I have not yet got a copy. That is next on my 'to to list')

Oh AND I got a place at Kingston, Chelsea, Bath and Chi so far. So feeling proud of myself. I have my interview at Goldsmiths on the 6th April. Terrified!  I will no doubt be a nervous wreck at the interview. My hands will go clammy and I will have trouble breathing. Oh fab

Whether I get into Goldsmiths or not, I have come to the realisation that I will in fact be doing my degree in London no matter what. Chelsea may well have to put up with me for another three years. We both might go sliiiighty mad.