Emma Hibbert: zara

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art

THE ARTIST BELONGS TO HIS WORK, NOT THE WORK TO THE ARTIST

JUMPER:- Zara, JEANS:- Primark, SOCKS:- Topshop.

This is my life in a nutshell; drawings, illustrations, research and design. And I am loving every second of it - even if it drives me insane along the way. I am always ploughing through project after project, relishing in what I can create next - something bigger, better and a little more crazier than the last. I never realised how much work I have accumulated over the past year and a bit. Looking through I can see how far I have come in terms of technique, ideas and uniqueness; always trying to develop the whimsical style I am very much inclined to. I am always documenting the outfits I wear and why I like them but hardly ever share my creations, the things which I am most proud of. I have never really thought about it much but with in the last few days I have been trying to take pictures (these pictures are re-taken and then a re-take is taken of the re-takes) and I could not find the right angle or the right colouring or could never edit them in the right way to make them look how I envisioned them. It was driving me insane! Having them taped all over my bedroom walls could have aided this as well. But I have come to the conclusion that I should allow the drawings to hold themselves, I should not try to embellish them with fancy lighting or adding more exposure, but allow them to be there for the viewer to experience and react to them in their own personal way - who am I to try and corrupt the mind of another, why should I try and press my opinions on others when this image may mean different things. That is what art is, art it made to be thought about and provoke emotions, and I, for one, will not try and prevent these, even if the conclusion is that I am crazy and a little weird - I'm cool with that, at least you shall remember me.
In the past couple of posts I have moved away from the world of fashion a little, not talking much of the clothing or how the colours make me feel. I feel that inspiration is taken from the world around us, not just by other fashion designers or celebrities, how you dress changes depending on what music you enjoy or what is happening in your life at that moment. It is not all about the latest trends but personality and I feel that we are swaying from this too much and fashion is becoming a very commercial thing. What happened to unique and individuality? Why are we so afraid of this? If you feel comfortable in something wear it, if you walk in to a shop and head directly to one specific item - go ahead a buy it, who can stop you, you are your own person! Lets all live a little more and not care about others opinions but our own.
I must admit these jeans did not come like this, they may have been slightly destroyed a little....

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clarks

"TIS DEATH'S PARK, WHERE HE BREEDS LIFE TO FEED HIM. CRIES OF PAIN ARE MUSIC FOR HIS BANQUET ."

TOP:- Zara, TROUSERS:- Topshop, COAT:- Topshop, SHOES:-Clarks.

Hello my little ducklings, it has been a while. I am stuck on what to write as I am finding it hard to think of anything other than my portfolio or work at the moment, and life in general. Isn't it crazy how we all pass through life not knowing of what will happen next but still planning ahead and wonder what others are thinking, just trudging along in the circle of life. But what if these were to be taken away, what if one day you were unable to plan ahead as you are afraid of what life will bring -not just life but the people you are caught up with. What happens when the closest people to you betray you. Now I am not going to go into detail about how depressing it was but I will say that the events of the past month have made me re-evaluate what it is to be human, what it is to be me. I have found a new strength in my fears and sadness, I now understand that it is not weak to posses such a feeling. I have also learnt not to reveal your deeper emotions to anyone but yourself, not everyone has your best interests in mind, some people on this world are souly placed to inflict misery on others - even if this includes lies and manipulations. Don't be full of hatred or greed, for what will it bring you...Only focus on what you heart desires, what it is that you are working towards. Illegitimi non Carborundum, in other words 'don't let the bastards grind you down'.

There is always a silver lining to that dark and looming cloud. Mine was gaining a gorgeous fluffy coat for Christmas, one that is so warm and comfortable, like a long lasting hug - which is always needed in the winter months. Fluffy coats are key to a perfect winter, maybe even a perfect life - very materialistic of me- but one will gain happiness where ones sees fit. And the best part is it goes with anything, any colour, and fit or shape.
Also gaining another pair of cigarette trousers. I found that I am gaining a new style and little more chic one might say, than that of my past outfits. They look a little more organised almost as if i have thought about what I shall wear, instead of rolling out of bed and putting on the first thing that came to hand. Also in a khaki green which i am seeing a lot of, so much nicer than the average black and white, i am always needing a little colour in my life.
I have babbled one for too long now, i shall love you and leave you.

Au reviour.