A jacket I made at Fashion School. I have dropped out of art school and fashion school now. I feel better

My boyfriend and I live in a abandoned 1915 house in New zealand. We live up a steep hill and there are cliff faces on either side. The house was full of old furniture, in the drawers I found lots of books, baby books, text books, language books, fiction. We found a very old data projector beside a dog collar under the house. There are names carved into the window frames of the past family who had a whole life here. We got drunk on a Thursday and I took photos.

In moments with good people in loud rooms with smilies I feel more alive

You float on the clouds while I hide in my human den