March was a productive month for doodles. I got into the habit of carrying my sketchbook everywhere and it resulted in lots of page-filling. The extra day I gained after dropping my work hours has proven to have a positive outcome as well, so that was a good move. As much as I love taking the bus to work, it’s nice to have less travel time and more hours to do creative stuff.

The idea for the diary didn’t workout, though. Whenever I seemed to search for a day to look back on there was a missing entry. Turns out, that in almost every journal, March has always been the month with the least entries. It was really odd. The only conclusion I came to was that the month of March might be a bit of ‘come down’ month. January is most likely going to be filled with “hope” for the year, Februrary might still be quite exciting and you may have even added some new goals to the year, but by March a few things may have not gone to plan already and you might have started to give up on ideas or letting those New Years Resolutions slip. On the other hand, it could also mean that your life has been so exciting that you’ve simply not had the time to follow through a page-a-day of writing. Unfortunately, it’s probably more the former rather the latter.

These patterns below happened by accident. They originally began as biro-doodles, and whilst it’s how they appear to remain, it took a while to line the shaded areas and they are no longer just silly drawings to me. In fact, I actually like them very much. I was getting lazy with my sketch booklast year, so to see a completed page makes me feel quite prolific. That’s good. I think I like fig. 1 best. It reminds me of something sciencey; like little molecules of blood flowing through my veins or something like that. I might attempt more of these patterns in colour.

zara 1

Fig. 2


zara 3

Fig. 2


April is almost at an end and things seem to be panning out okay. I’ve got a few work-related plans that should change my life for the better if it all works out and I’ve got some good ideas for producing some work of exhibition standard. I need to think about getting an art CV together which is going to prove difficult seeing as I’ve not gained any academic qualifications in that field, nor have I ever had anything exhibited. I think if I put my mind to it then something positive will come out of all this nonsense.

Anyway, I’ve since created a new art page, which is bascially a mini side project for fun. It’s a space to share my limericks and loony characters… it’s a bit silly really. You can check that page out HERE.  I’m not even sure what makes a limerick great, and mine are quite childish to be honest, but I like creating the troupe, some of which are loosely based on people I know or have met at some point in my life.

Now I’m super-excited about May and I’ll be posting more artwork soon…




Therapeutic Doodling and an Open Mind

I’m in the process of tidying my room. I feel like a teenager. Honestly, it’s a complete mess. Or at least it was until I started the cleaning about an hour ago. My weeks holiday offically starts on 26th January, so it would be nice to conduct my art in the presence of a tidy home.

I know I’ve not posted much on my blog this year, but I’ve mainly been doodling more than anything. It’s been quite therapeutic for these cold, work-stressed days. The drawing you see above is the result of some doodling I did the other day, using fineliners on watercolour paper. I’m not really sure what I was thinking, but Steve says it reminds him of some Aztec art.

Since not doing much blogging, I’ve had a while to think about my Etsy shop… Whilst it’s a good idea, I’ve concluded that I’d need more free time to actually start a “shop”. Although, that doesn’t mean I won’t be selling any crafty things, it just means I won’t be putting on masses of rushed ACEOs.
Any kind of creative work is good, even if it is in minimal quantity.

I’m currently in the middle of doing my Modern Languages degree, and whilst the French part is highly enjoyable, my Spanish isn’t as great and it’s a struggle to keep up with things I’m not really passionate about. I will succeed, however, because I like to win. Nevertheless, I do think it’s important I keep this art blog going, because it’s one of the very few things I do where I have no deadlines or grading. And I like that.

Today I have a day off, so I may very well make a pot of tea and focus on some Spanish studies for a change. I’ve not opened my books for so long that I’m dreading seeing how far behind I am. I am usually okay at catching up, but later on in the course, it going to get tough and it won’t be as easy to ignore chapters. Oh crikey(!)

Firstly, however, I have an egg custard tart that awaits its death…

A Loopy Refusal…

At work, on the first Friday of every month, we can wear our own clothes if we donate £3.00 to the Marie Curie charity. I always pay and take up any chance to get out of the uniform. There is usually a colour theme we are asked to stick to, and it varies as each month passes. Last month was a purple day. I wore my purple skinny jeans and my new Roxy Music vest.

I remember it was a cold night, but I couldn’t resist wearing a bit of Bryan.
That night, a lady colleague said to Steve…
“Does Zara think it’s the middle of Summer wearing a vest?”
Steve replied “No, she’s in love with Roxy Music and she wanted to wear her new top”

Now, this particular lady is one of my favourite people at work because she is very quirky and pretty much a fruitcake. She wears the most odd clothes and I just adore her style. We have had some laughs at work and she occasionally brings in cakes and biscuits that she has baked at home. I always tell her that I wish she was my Auntie, and that when I’m older I’d love to be a little loopy like her. It’s all very bizzare. 

Anyway, back to the story…The lady then walked over to me and said “I have something to tell you, Zara… Bryan Ferry once asked me out”
Now, if you knew this lovely lady, you would know that she’s not the kind of person to lie about something like this -It’s just not the way she rolls.
“What?! Are you kidding me?” I said.
The look on my face must have been the most shocked look I’ve ever pulled.
“Why?!” I shouted .
Which, looking back, probably sounded very insulting, although what I actually meant to say was “What situation were you in, for that to happen?”. Fortunately, she saw the funny side and called me “cheeky“. I started laughing and bombarded her with millions of questions. It turns out that she was leaving her work once and Bryan Ferry was outside by his car with a few people. He started chatting to her and asked if she’d like to join him (wherever he was going). The convo went on, but to cut it short, the lady kindly refused and went home. She said it was only afterwards, in the car on the way home, that she said to herself “Oh wow! That was Bryan Ferry!”
I asked her why she turned him down and she said she just didn’t want to go with him. 
The lady is obviously not as bigger fan as I am! I probably would have tried to ravage him at first sight. This was “back in the day” as well, so he was probably all young and extra hot! …spicy, even!


I’ve just made myself another pot of tea. I think I’m just drinking tea because I want to use the teapot. That’s pretty dumb, huh? ah, well. I’m thinking about something I did last night… I wrote a message to an old friend before I went to sleep. It was particularly hard to write seeing as the last time we spoke was a few years ago, and I’m pretty sure we ended on bad terms. It’s sad I can’t even remember what happened. I’ve always considered myself to be a sentimental person, and loss of friends is something I never like to talk about. It’s hard, y’know? Anyway, I await a response. I was debating whether I should even write about this here, but now I have, I feel better about it.

So, what else is going on? …In about one hour and thirty minutes I shall be setting off to work. I don’t particularly want to go, but the house does need some kind of work -stuff at B&Q and Ikea are not,unfortunately, free. And when work is over in the morning, I have a dentist appointment. To be brief, I. AM. PETRIFIED. My dentist is really friendly and also quite good looking, but if you’re thinking that’s a good thing then I disagree with you, totally! The last time I went for a check-up I had a filling, and in my book, that’s embarrassing! Although it isn’t true in all cases, it does suggest lack of hygiene, and I don’t want some spunky guy making those kind of assumptions about me. I mean, would you? Anyway, I’m scared because I just don’t want any of my teeth pulling out. I’m not bothered about the pain. I can deal with injections and drills, but it’s what he might say that scares me. OK. Now I’m getting confusing, huh? I dunno. I’m just frightened and..(?). and I’m going to shut up about it now. Zip.

…where’s my Teapot?