Artist’s sketchbook blog in the form of a visual journal sorted by month.
In April I went on a group trip to Istanbul, the great love of my twenties. Newly equipped with audiobooks about anxiety and more aware of my mental state than ever, I was determined to use this trip to tie up some loose end with the city and the man who had been another great love – that I had failed to ever fully engage with.
Read MoreMarch was dominated by new way of leading my life in an effort to create peace in my body, a new permeability towards the world, but in the same masculine style of doing things, because it was all I had ever known.
Read MoreMy psychological rock-bottom had driven me to finally read some of the books well-meaning people had been trying to give to me for years. I took this as an opportunity to question some long-held beliefs about my life, like needing non-monogamy to be happy.
Read MoreFollowing a nervous breakdown over New Year’s, which was induced by – but not to blame on – a recreational drug, I experienced a week’s worth of the worst anxiety of my life. Feeling completely out of control, I was forced to make the decision to fix my mental health for good this time, but I had no idea how.
Read MoreSketchbook entries I made before 2022.
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