Dreamlusion

When I was a child I suffered from nightmares. I would lie awake at night terrified to be alone in the dark room but also afraid of falling asleep. I would dream of animals killing my family, of strange men crawling into my bed and… Read More

48 hours disconnected

Our relationship with our smartphones is complicated. So, when I saw my phone slide out of my slightly too loose grasp and fall into the cup of coffee I was holding in my other hand, I was filled with equal amounts of panic and relief.

Rainy Days and Art

Rain is pouring in torrents outside. Long corridors with high ceilings. Students smoking in the hallways. Light-flooded rooms filled with a selection of artwork. Metal sinks overflowing with flowers.