I can’t quite believe this is happening. My room is packed up into about a thousand bags and boxes (who knew that I had that much stuff), I’ve said goodbye to my housemates of three years and finally hoovered under my bed. It’s farewell to 136A Chapeltown Road and hello to Denmark, oh and Headingley … Continue reading So this is it!
A lot of things have happened recently. Some massive milestones, and some more mundane things which have turned out to be quite exciting. Here’s a little timeline of events: ————————————————————————– Twelve days ago, I performed Joss Arnott’s piece Catalyst for the first time. Eleven days ago, I booked my flight to Denmark ready to start … Continue reading My Second Monday as a Graduate
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Working with Joss Arnott has not been easy. Firstly, because every morning I have to catapult myself out of bed, because my hamstrings feel like iron rods. Secondly, because all I can think about is counts every single minute of the day. I have 6’s and 8’s and 3’s coming out… Continue reading Graduation: Working with Joss Arnott by Charlotte Arnold
I used to hang my thick skin up in the closet. Letting things wash through me rather than expelling them. But after many salty rivers running down my cheeks, I have crawled into the wardrobe and hunkered down in the rough hide. A hide to hide in. Shelter. I wear my shield proudly. Threats will … Continue reading Metaphors to hide the Truth
It’s around five on Friday. It’s tipping it down outside and I don’t have a coat or umbrella so I’m stuck in Cafe Nero with my essay until it stops. I’ve been here for about an hour and a half. One flat white and a bottle of coke later I’m 3052 words into my essay … Continue reading let me set the scene