Oh dear readers, It has been quite a while since I graced this blog with a single word or image. I have since moved across to a new blog, to blog a-fresh! Please join me over at rebeccahawkesdiary.blogspot.com

Help!

I would really like to change the layout of this blog. Nothing too drastic and still simple and easy to read but I have no idea how to do it! Anyone can suggest anything? I have looked at blogger's new 'design' template feature and I really do not like the look of any of them.
I will be eternally grateful for any help!

Best
Rebecca

I'm planning an update on the website!

So hold tight! But to keep you going I thought I should post this wonderful thing I just found via Gala Darling (She is always the greatest inspiration to me so I highly suggest you check out her blog when you get a chance!). G.P.S : Global Poetry System is a wonderful website that specialiseing in maping poetry from members across the globe in a similar way to flickr with photographs on a map or an iPhone with it's location settings. I find it fascinating to discover poetry from my home town, and to hear stories from people I have never met. Such an inspiration! So here is an example of a piece I just read:

"beautiful things can happen everywhere
but this nightfall in london had something magical in it
not the mist of a polluted claustrophobic london
it was a day coming to an end and promising a new dawn
as i walked alone across Thames, i felt it as the perfect metaphor for my own loneliness
the silence, the low-lights, the wind blowing
on my face and the sound of my footsteps.
i must have walked across the whole riverside
stopping occasionaly to glance the buildings on the other margin
so many shapes and sizes and i felt so small, unsignificant
unknown, anonymous, a little human exploring another planet
a labyrint and a melting pot but not a place to harbour my soul
in fact that nightfall was so lovely because in a souless place
i found a piece of something rare
a piece of genuine joy and freedom upon the form of an old man playing guitar
he was there as alone as i was, and i could see tiredness in his eyes
he had nobody to listen to his songs, but he sang as if the whole city was listening
he sang as if everyday he was running out of time to be happy
as if his rough voice was about to be soon silenced
i smiled and he told me "come back ,come dance"
and i did come back.
i told him "you should record a CD sir"
he replied he was doing that just for fun.
How many things do we do just for fun in our everyday life?
i felt the echo of his words in the back of my mind
and was invaded by a sense of shame because
ultimately he´s the old man, im the young woman with a life ahed
i should be the one doing things just for fun
but then again i realised ageing grants ppl the possibility to have fun with simple things
they know clock is ticking whereas us, live as if the world was ours and as if we owned time
so in that nightfall over london i got home
opened the window to feel the breeze and the sounds of the night
and took a deep breathe to exhale my solitude
I realised, the more plans i make, I keep walking aimlessly
like i did on that nightfall over london."

Uploaded By: Inês Lopes on 13 November 2009

'Frogurt'* My New Favourite Word

*Frozen Yoghurt

I just found this and wanted to share! I love it!

Things I love...this week?

The reason for the weird title is that it is suppose to be on a Thursday as started out by the lovely Gala Darling (follow the link for wonderful stuff!). So basically it is a little list to compile each week to appreciate all the wonderful things in your life at that moment in time. Here is mine, please let me know yours! (Beware many exclamation marks will follow)

Planning trips and booked flights, I am off to Oslo in a weeks time! I hope it to be a trip of many!

Getting my photography seen and appreciated. Fingers crossed and I will show you next week! Oh, I am also the photographer for the launch party of Glass magazine Issue two!

Summer! I have officially broken up for my summer break although I am super busy yet this makes me the happiest. I love what I do and although it is technically work it is wonderful.

Looking forward to meeting up with friends that I haven't seen in quite some time.

Lie ins! Although there is work to do on summer break I can lie in and day dream.

Making plans for creative projects

I am going to see Tim Walker next week!!!!! I think this is the best thing on this list!

I feel more like me again :)

(Vintage Photograph = Found)

Im Sorry

I am very sorry to all of you that have been missing my presence on this blog for over a month. I have been experiencing some difficulties in my personal life, so writing on here in an honest way has been very testing for me. Instead of feeling dishonest and not putting my heart into these posts I have refrained and to be honest things for me are still a little difficult. Before I can 'make a full recovery' and return to blogging I leave you with this small update of what I have been up to. I recently assisted the lovely Jessie Craig on a shoot for Dirrty Glam magazine, a very cool, online, French magazine. Craig was shoot Bonny Wright (actress) to accompany an interview and for the cover image. The shoot went swimmingly, creating amazing images! To find out more you can read my work experience blog here. I also shot some backstage photos which I was very happy to discover are now featured in the magazine!

http://testmag.co.uk/in-bloom/

When it Rains it Pours

Location: Pittsburgh, PA
Date: June, 1941
Photographer: John Vachon for the Farm Security Administration

Found Vintage Photo Live Journal

found

"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane. "
From:
Pretentious and Pop blog - from Looking for Alaska by John Green

Behind the Scenes at Volt

I am quickly becoming a one stop shop for magazine insights (kind of...lol. Not on the level as many other fabulous blogs but it does seem to be a subject I tend to witter on about. Joyfully of course!). I have a new insight for you guys to feast your eyes on! I have just received these amazing images from behind the scenes at Volt Magazine, from the making of Issue 7. I find it fascinating to see the magazine through each stage of its production and from so little so much is created. See the stages bellow and follow the link for more Volt goodness!

Lavers of time

Laver's Law - Wunderbuzz

So, it has been a while and I really do apologise. I feel very rubbish about it! I have been busy as of late with a family trip to Scotland (Sans-Internet) and this week taking to work. I have started to work at .Cent Magazine, which is a lovely place to work with home-made family style lunches and even a pooch 'Dino' to accompany me! It is all part of my work experience for university and you can read about it more here. I am also assisting Jessie Craig (whose work of course I love...as you may of read on here before) and Nicholas Lawn. Nicholas is a photographer whose work I have only recently been introduced to but I am very quickly falling head over heals for. He is also such a lovely guy, and I am very happy to have the pleasure to working with him. I will put pictures up here but I really want to make them into a whole post in order to do his work justice.
On another note, I have just found this fascinating idea/theory on Wunderbuzz, that relates to the beautiful typography above. James Laver, a historian, author and curator at the V&A created a timeline of fashion known as 'Lavers Law'. I think the basic gist of it is the association of words used to describe the fashion of a period is representative of how far in the past or future they are. Interesting idea and very lovely typography.

This may be re-blogged a thousand times

"Every sentiment you read has been written before a thousand times. And I know, why you like this. Because we all want the same thing, this intangible, fluttering thing we want to grab out of the thick air of reality, the cracks in the sidewalk and the peeling paint of the walls.
We’re going for the glimpse, this texture and touch and a parallel world where you feel everything you see, and your fingers are brushing on the canvas of every beautiful thing in front of you, and everything is beautiful, everything is beautiful even when it’s sad—especially when it’s sad.
I know, I want the same thing reflected on the back of a dirty spoon or the spine of a library book in the patterns of the greasy counter, between the folds of the sheets on the bed.
It’s the way things are stacked a certain way or a certain note of a song flickers a switch inside of you. But I’m impatient. I don’t want to wait. I want it all and I want it now. I want it burning my finger tips and exploding above my eye lashes. I want it in every glance I meet, inside the colors of flushed cheeks and heated touch. I want it in the spaces between things you’re waiting for and things that will never come.
You want the same thing. I’m sorry if I’ve misread. I’m sorry if I misunderstand. I’m sorry, so sorry if I can’t offer it to you,
not in these grandiose sketches at poetry or in those stories of bleak pretty fantasy. I’m sorry I don’t have an happy ending."
Pretentious and Pop