Day 4: A Delicate [New] Passion

Before you look at my day's picture, I have to admit something; I have taken matters into my own hands and swapped the pictures for two days this week for reasons that I will not let on. You will just have to wait and see!

I started ballet today. That was my something new. A very pure and elegant something new.

Day 3: A South-African Summer's Day

As a younger girl living in Zimbabwe, I used to spend most of my time outside in the open (those were the days). Whenever I laid on my back and looked up at the sky I used to think it was exactly like glass and if it shattered, it would all come crashing down on top of me. It used to scare me quite a bit.

The sky above us is a constant. It is there every day of our lives and it is not going away. It has always been one thing on Earth that has made me sit back in silence due to the utter complexity of the world. The sky, no matter where one is and no matter what the weather, is always a reminder that there is always something greater than oneself or ones life.

A blue summer's sky is nothing short of perfect. It is my favourite type of sky. It's colour is infinitely pure; it seems as if you can dip your finger into it and watch the ripples wash across the vast expanse and disappear beyond the horizon, and the clouds look flawlessly moulded as if you could take a carving knife and chip off its edge. But a summer's sky at sunset? Simply paradisaical.

It was 38 degrees Celsius in South Africa today. And now, at six-thirty in the evening, it is 32 degrees. It has been the hottest day ever recorded in Johannesburg city.
Bring on the summer.

Day 2: It's a Supporters World

Day 1: Fired up

I have spent the most amazing day and a half curled up in my bed or sitting cross-legged on my desk chair, in front of my laptop while I blatantly ignore the piles of school notebooks that have been strewn across my desk and floor. It started off on Thursday afternoon on Pinterest and, well, you know how it goes. One site leads you to another - and each new site made my soul feel bigger, bolder and more inspired than the last. This mesmerized stupor held my attention until this afternoon on this wonderful sunny South African Friday. I found so much inspiration in so many things; beauty, writing, travel, crafting, journalling - the world as a whole. I've been in my happy place. One of the pictures I came across while hunting (courtesy of this lovely lady - who was my main source of inspiration yesterday) was this 30 Day Photo Challenge

One of my New Years Resolutions for twenty-eleven was to take a picture every day of the year. Big fail (as New Year's Resolutions usually are). When I found this picture, I thought the challenge would be a bit more realistic to try out. Also - small creative projects as such do tend to excite me. My day one is today and I made a considerable mess of my room preparing for my first photo - I brought in my sister's wall mirror; I dug out all the make up and bobby pins I could find in the depth of all household drawers; I experimented with all different sorts of hairstyles and make up tutorials. My desk has make up marks all over it and I'm pretty sure I lost a great many things in the clutter of my room. All in all, I was quite excited by my first photo of the thirty days.

What has my recent day-and-a-half of total inspiration taught me? No life lesson, but it has hardened the fact that this is how I love to spend my me-days. And sometimes that's important - me-days. To give yourself something back.