Trying to sketch in bed while my kitty camps out on my chest. #rl #beingillsucks #chelliecarnes #chelliekitty #borderkitty
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Trying to sketch in bed while my kitty camps out on my chest. #rl #beingillsucks #chelliecarnes #chelliekitty #borderkitty
Trying to doodle while my kitty camps out on my chest. 😅 #cats #borderkitty #chelliecarnes #chelliekitty #rl #fun #relaxing #beingillsucks
After a full week in bed I have emerged aching & tired. With no inspiration except that I must get better & perhaps slow down a little! My Waste of Time cardigan has never made as much sense as it does now! To cheer myself up I wore lots of hearts ❤💟💜💙❤💟💜💙 ❤💟💜💙💙💜💙 #love #hearts #wasteoftime #beingillsucks #lazyoaf #bighugs #nodebutante #ootd #fashionjournalist #fashionblogger #fblogger #streetstyle #streetwear #bristol #bristolfashion #bristolbloggers #igersbristol #styleblogger #fashionista #wiw #ontrend #ont #fashion #fashionlovers #fashionstylist (at Bristol, United Kingdom)
#nofilter #nomakeup #sickday I hate being ill. I hate having a cold. I've spent like a third of my day so far sneezing. I woke up in the night with a goddamn nosebleed because of blowing my nose too much. Like fuck my life right now. This sucks. #selfie #beingillsucks
Grey Rooms And Yellow Washes
I've had a succession of illness lately. It's totally peeved me right off because I feel like mentally I found myself back in a place where I just wanted to get on with everything, but my body has decided to turn into a useless puddle. My immune system has always been a wuss. Whatever's happened with it, the whole saga has messed with my internal colour palette and oh man, does that royally burst my tomatoes. I wanted to move from deep blues and greys and vexing smacks of orange, through pastel pinks and teals, to finally end up in neutral greys, light browns and subdued greens. I believe this progression will encourage a sense of thoughtful clarity, and I can't emphasize enough to you how much I want that. This probably sounds like nonsense, doesn't it? Maybe? But this is how I think. In colours and shapes and obscure leaps from one visual point of reference to another. Greys are really approachable, don't you think? I like how grey inoffensively soaks up harsh light and softens sharp shadows, and subtly brings out the best and worst in all colours that might sit next to it. I love how colours reflect into each other. They bounce around their surroundings until they can play gently or controversially across one's eyesight. If no one is there to see them, do colours still dance over the world's surface and sing out the spectrum like scales practiced well on a finely tuned musical instrument? Do you like reading what I write? Sometimes I feel like what I blurt out is superfluous dribble, or an awful act of self indulgence, or utterly ridiculous notions that should really be kept behind curtains. So often I think I am placing a spotlight over these boring everyday motions of critical thinking which I practice, and giving them undeserving weight simply by clicking 'post'. I hate being such an imposition when I'm sick. I am a waste of air and space if I can't be productive and useful, but when I think about colours I feel like a little purpose trickles back into my life. I watch them separate out into their comprising layers as if I were a paleontologist making a diagram of a fossil's placement in strata. I think about how an ochre yellow washes over most things as they age, and I try to remember how we met, and subsequently grew up together. One day, when I am much better, I will paint my whole house grey. I will invite you over, and we can contently watch both our colours reflect around every room. One day I will speak less nonsense. One day I will be vibrant. One day we could be fossils.
Sick Day Blues haiku
Sick day blues. Long naps. Old blanket face tunes. No shoes. Please make my dinner.
Drinks + Alfred Hitchcock = My rockin Friday night 🤘🏻Sometimes being ill in bed isn't so bad! • • • #fridaynight #drinks #movienight #alfredhitchcock #nativeamerican #print #succulant #uo #uohome #fairylights #stephenking #beingillsucks