The Art of New York City

New York, what can I say?! The best city in the goddam world, right? You got this NYC. My love for New York is real. 

When the boys were little we stayed at the Gansevoort Hotel in the meet-packing district. I left the boys playing with one of those floaty footballs you know the ones that are virtually see-through in the rooftop pool whilst I took a whizz (is that a wee? Dash might be a better word) around The Whitney. Looking back, that was irresponsible or should I say dumb? (not the first time for either).

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The Art of London

Everyone is talking about Venice right now. I realised I often talk about places I travel to but never my home. It is much harder writing about your city. So, let's think about London for just a moment. 

The reason I love London is that you can be anyone you want to be. It sounds so simple. It is special. It's magical. It's freedom. It's all-inclusive. London is a sprawling multicultural metropolis. Music and madness. Unique food combinations. Artists. You name it's here. And most importantly, it brings love for one another. 

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The Art of Love Affairs

I am lucky to have beautiful people in my life. Friends that make me laugh so hard it hurts. Lovers, old and new, check that I got home ok. And people that hold my hand and walk the world. A meeting of minds is treasure for eternity. 

Not many places in the world can make my heart sink at the suggestion of a trip away with a special friend. But Marrakech? Marrakech the hot, hectic maze of madness? Instead of drifting around Stockholm's Nordiska Kompaniet and swimming in the tranquil lakes of Gnesta, we would be in Jemaa el-Fna Square with snakes and beating drums.

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The Art of Fucking Up

It was my second day at The Body Shop when the receptionist called my phone and said, "Anita is in reception for you." From that moment on I knew something wasn’t quite right.

To the beautiful, talented, broken creative people that work at The Body Shop, this piece is dedicated to you…

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The Art of Getting High

Overexcited and in love with this city I have just spent 48 hours wide awake pacing my bedroom floor in a small hotel on Calle Del Prado, Madrid. I can sleep for England (not with England) well, maybe one or two of them. It turns out I was high. High on Spanish 500mg migraine tablets. I was even thinking of walking to the Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza at 2.30am, now that's dedication for you!

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The Art of Getting Lost

I couldn't decide whether to title this blog post "The Art of Getting Lost" or "Get Lost." There is a shop on Essex Road in Islington called "Get Stuffed." When I was a junior art director in advertising my copywriter and I used to call them weekly to hear the guy say: "Get Stuffed' when he answered the phone. He had a rising inflection. We giggled, "No, you get stuffed." Childish, I know. It is one of the reasons I thought this blog should be titled "Get Lost."

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So we tested positive by Jules Doyle

This morning my 74-year-old Mum drove to London at 6 am to take Oreo my beloved poodle (he needs walking three times a day) she stood in the pouring rain as he ran to her. It's an image I'll never forget. We need him here. He calms us, heals us and makes us laugh. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd fall in love with a poodle.

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Interview with Charlotte Day founder of Dandy Star

Ha! Most days I feel good, I like our new pace of life at home. I start with tea then yoga and the day unfolds. I walk the dog with my son every day, he's home from university, we get to talk about his life mostly. Then there is the odd day where it all feels awful and I cannot bear the repetition and I want our life back, but it passes, plus I am doing a lot of creative work on Dandy Star.

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The Art of Staying Home, with James Rogers

My practice has grown out of many places, starting with my upbringing in falling-apart Wolverhampton, my father as an electrician, my early interests in technology and gaming. This grew naturally into an interest in machines, focusing around made up machines originally (like Tilly Matthew’s Air Loom or Gustav Mesmer’s flying machines) but then this gradually grew into a functional interest once I discovered the open source projects based around 3D printing.

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