Freelance Reflections #143

I last wrote when I was going to Hastings, and I’m writing as I’m about to travel there again on Monday. A kind of enforced break, unable to find enough work, I’m hoping to spend time with my gran, as well as focus on doing some creative projects, and inevitably make my way through the mountain of emails that have formed.

Coming back for you, Hastings

I still have some students I’m tutoring throughout the summer, including new students just for summer, but this is very minimal. I had a week off paid work, volunteering at Latitude Festival. It was a different experience as the last time I was there was when I was performing, back when they had a dedicated poetry stage in 2014. On my way back home nearly a week after my arrival (thank god for the airbed), a producer for BBC Introducing struck up a conversation – a sign to keep my finger in the poetry pie?

Living my best life at Latitude after a 1-9am nigh shift & 3 hours sleep

Aside from the music listed below, I was also glad to see some incredible theatre shows. I saw Yolanda Mercy, who I had previously reviewed at Edinburgh Fringe, and that was great, despite her saying it was more stripped back than usual. Jade Anouka’s Heart combined spoken word with beat boxing and sounds from her partner and was so touching I cried at the end. Laura Murphy’s A Spectacle of Herself combined lots of different elements woven together, including incredible use of aerial work. I throughly recommend them all!

Post-work walk through Dulwich Park

Since returning I had an intensive couple of days of work, which was quite enjoyable, tutoring Non-Verbal and Verbal Reasoning, and very lucrative thankfully, given I was hoping to be earning around £400 this next week and it’ll be more like £40! Such is the summer when working in education.

I’m looking forward to having a more restful and creative week coming up!

Watching: Abbott Elementary, The Simpsons, Arrested Development

Reading: Adam by Gboyega Odubanjo, Boy Friends by Michael Pedersen, On Connection by Kae Tempest, On Not Being Able to Paint by Marion Milner, In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust (previously read most books but listening on audio).

Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, GOB, The Process Podcast

Music: Hot Wax, WITCH, Myles Smith, Rick Astley, Kevin Drew, Gaffa Tape Sandy, London Grammar, Rag ‘n’ Bone Man, Pillow Queens, Ash, Nile Rodgers & CHIC, Duran Duran, English Teacher, Ghost Cat, (all Latitude), Hak Baker

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Freelance Reflections #142

I am officially done. My intense period of work is over and I am feeling really run down now, with very low energy levels. I didn’t do too much last weekend and I’m off to the coast now, so hoping that will allow me time to recuperate. Aside from the journey, it should be a chilled time and will force me to relax rather than being home.

resting butterfly

I had my usual language school work, but actual didn’t have afternoons. Though this meant less money, I was glad to have to do less. My weekend had been half taken up with work and chores, then I spent Sunday mostly reading On Learning from the Patient in the park. I also feel that I’m run down as I’ve not given myself the space to process my emotions, believing I experienced a kind of projective identification with a student, feeling like a failure and bursting into tears when they left the room. Perhaps intellectualising this, I suppressed the feeling part and as often is the case with me, my throat became sore. Then again, it was also the night I went to bed with wet hair, the temperature changed, and I didn’t wear enough to bed!

P4 nightmare

I’ve also had a few nightmare journeys and for the second time had anxiety about being observed, but then wasn’t observed (and not really sure why this time!) One morning in the week, school coaches blocked the road for over 20 minutes and I walked then got back on the same bus as there was no other way. Yesterday, the P4 broke down due to burst tyres and this happened on two different buses, so I had to walk the remainder of the journey.

teacher vibes

We also broke a record at the language school by linking together around the school! Despite having less work hours, I also was busy getting ready for volunteering at Latitude Festival next week. I thought I may work, but will embrace my volunteer role instead and hopefully have some time to relax there as well despite starting with a crazy night shift 1am to 9am… and sleeping in a tent for the longest period of time in a long time! At least I’ll have a blow-up bed this time.

Watching: The Bear, Not Dead Yet, The Simpsons

Reading: Adam by Gboyega Odubanjo, Boy Friends by Michael Pedersen, On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casement, In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust (previously read most books but listening on audio).

Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, Sleepy

Music: Pillow Queens, Tommy Genesis, Princess Nokia, Nerina Pallot, Myles Smith, Good Neighbours, mui zyu, Seasick Steve, Anthony Szmierek, The Jungle Giants, Holly Macve

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #141

This week has been very up and down. Last weekend, my whole morning was taken over by work with one student, whose parents then wanted to terminate tuition. I found this really upsetting, especially as I had thought our relationship had got to a place of mutual trust and respect, which was diminished by not working as a team at this point, not allowing opportunity for an ending session. Through my training to become a therapist, I’ve learnt even more about how important ending experiences are, especially for people who have negative associations of endings from childhood. I shed a tear for this student, and for myself. Sometimes parents don’t understand the significance of the relationship between tutor and tutee.

rainy day plans

I celebrated my friend’s birthday, having helped to organise people for it, and on Sunday I met up with friends who I’d not seen in nearly a year! We went to the tea exhibition at the Horniman Museum, and I brewed some Asian-inspired chai, having had a recipe given at a barbecue the weekend prior. I am really craving a more relaxing weekend this weekend, which should be the case for at least one day as I cancelled volunteering that day.

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At the language school, I was told I wasn’t working afternoons part of this week, but then ended up doing some, including a one-to-one lesson and a speaking and listening class. I’ve just found out that I’ve not got any afternoons next week, which was disappointing as it may even be my last week if they can’t offer me more in the summer holidays. I’ll need to think about taking on some kind of shift work to gain some extra income.

better late than never!

Wednesday was particularly stressful. I had an anxious morning worrying about an observation that never ended up happening (which I now have to look forward to the following week). I knew from WhatsApp that there were errors happening with marks for full time students. As there is a marking boycott in response to Goldsmiths’ “Transformation Programme”, I wasn’t expecting any marks as part time. However, was the only part timer that got an email to check marks. I had passed everything EXCEPT MY TWO ASSIGNMENTS! It was absolutely terrifying. I tried to use logic in that I would have had to be told in June if I had to resit, but looking at the marks in black and white: 35 and 45 – I couldn’t keep my cool!

It’s Friday night and having cancelled all plans this weekend, I’m looking forward to resting more… after my 9am lesson in the morning and Zumba class!

Watching: Abbot Elementary, Dead to Me

Reading: The Year of the Butterfly by Abbi Mitchell, Boy Friends by Michael Pedersen, On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casement, In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust (previously read most books but listening on audio).

Podcasts: Sleepy

Music: Kate Nash, Thirty Seconds to Mars

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Freelance Reflections #140

This week has felt particularly draining and difficult, and I’ve made mistakes, but also felt the brunt of blame for some things unfairly. I think I need to be mindful that social activities can also deplete energy and so I need to avoid making plans… which feels hard to do when everyone else is so busy all the time! What should I do, just not make plans and tell friends to contact me last minute if they happen to be free?! I don’t deal well with spontaneity either… unless it’s my own spontaneity!

Young Lewisham Project – one of my work places

So, this week I saw Inside Out 2 with some local poetry pals who are more spontaneous than me! I absolutely loved it. I was tearing up right from the start, and related to it not only in the sense of the teenage years, but also the idea of suppressing emotions… I’ve been talking in therapy about connecting with my emotions more and wanting to incorporate mark-making / art-making more, but I still haven’t been able to do this. When feelings bubble up, it feels impossible to pause to sit with them, but you just have to suck it up. I think that’s also why I’m craving my own space at the moment, because with so much going on, I’m just overstimulated.

Annie

I also saw my mum’s final ever school production. I had recently gone into a children’s home for work, so the fact it was Annie really hit home, and I was overcome with emotions. It was incredible to see all the effort that had gone into this, and to see the young girls doing something so brave was so lovely to see. I also clicked that artist Ben Connors, who had helped to do the stage design, had illustrated a Dean Atta poem that I had published in Poetry&Paint years ago!

Today I organised people from my friend Natalie’s birthday (illustrator of the She Grrrowls book) and aside from the football, which I felt physically uncomfortable with once it started, it was a success. Now I’m planning to get my flat into better shape, not only because some friends are coming tomorrow, but I really need it for my state of mind.

Watching: Abbott Elementary, Not Dead Yet, Rebelde

Reading: The Year of the Butterfly by Abbi Mitchell, Boy Friends by Michael Pedersen, On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casement, In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust (previously read most books but listening on audio).

Podcasts: Sleepy, Mooji

Music: Annie soundtrack

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #139

Last weekend, I went to Muslim Pride in London. As my partner is Muslim and I’m bi, it was an important event for us, and we both gained a lot from attending. We also got to see a panel chaired by poet Dr. Sanah Ahsan, though sadly missed their poetry. It was really interesting to hear from others such as Dr. Amina Wadud, who gave a Q&A workshop on feminism and Islam. I’m super interested in reading her book.

I worked on Sunday, but somehow forgot to plan my afternoon EFL lessons, so had a bit of a panic during my morning lessons when I suddenly remembered I had no idea what I was doing later on. I managed to sort it, but then I also missed an email about having a pop-in observation and so I was really thrown when it happened, and didn’t do as well as I would have liked. However, overall, despite it being tiring to do on top of 6/7 hours of tuition work, I had two great classes throughout the week that I will really miss next week!

captured by Jake Nathan

On Thursday, I also had a feature set with the wonderful Annaliese Broughton at Big Trouble. Everyone was really lovely, and I sold lots of books too! It was really nice to have familiar faces there, as Annaliese, and Jake Nathan, had both come to She Grrrowls before. Unfortunately when I came home, I got chatted up with 3% battery when alighting the train at Crofton Park. I was friendly and polite, but then became uncomfortable. Like, don’t ask women where they live and what bus they’re getting when it’s dark, thanks.

clay spirit animals

I had a busy weekend, celebrating the end of term with some uni pals , making spirit animals out of clay. I had a day out to Southend-on-Sea and then had a BBQ with my partner’s uni course mates (he’s studying to be a physiotherapist). It’s now back to an even busier week!

Watching: Secretary Diary of a Call Girl, Arrested Development, A Job Lot, Abbott Elementary

Reading: This House by Rehema Njambi, On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casememt, Boy Friends by Michael Pedersen

Podcasts: Dilemma

Music: Stray Kids, Death Cab for Cutie, Tommy Genesis

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #138

Well, I have managed to have one and a bit days of rest before things get super busy again with long working days across six days a week… and still going through time without enough funds.

I caught up with ibizo lami and we ended up coincidentally meeting Mr Poetivist, who travelled from Ghana to perform in the UK and is in Brighton tomorrow night at The Rose Hill. This was in the Inspired by Africa shop, which is great and I will be going back for birthday cards because it would be nice to actually feature black people as mainstream shops are not good in this respect.

I saw whatever the new Planet of the Apes film is with my dad… whilst I was into this stuff as a teen, it just made me sleepy and I had to eat my snacks to stay awake (sorry, action makes me sleepy…)

We have officially said goodbye to the third years and half my year group on my Art Psychotherapy training. It was my pleasure to pick up the picnic spread with some first years, though it meant missing a lot of sun! I caught up on that yesterday when I did about six hours of reading textbooks in the Horniman Gardens!

Aside from work, I’ve been editing my ACE application and have submitted it for the third time! I was also meant to have a meeting about future She Grrrowls events, which got cancelled last minute… very disruptive! It’s very difficult when people who are employed don’t seem to appreciate how difficult it is to balance everything and scheduling is very important, especially considering I’m the person not getting paid for these meetings, and it just leaves you feeling very devalued and disrespected.

I also got my birthday surprise from my partner – a spa experience! Although there were a lot of negatives about the choice of spa (never book a gym spa… hotel spa only!) we were able to focus on the positives and think we both needed a bit of relaxation!

Today I was back to work and it’s been full on, so a little taste of how it will be next week essentially working three jobs… tutor, EFL teacher and POET! I’ll be performing at Big Trouble with Annaliese Broughton, which I’m so excited about! Also, check out some of my notes of what I’ve been watching etc. below – All of Us are Strangers was so beautiful, but heartbreaking. Prom Dates was fun and also a good Pride watch!

Watching: Abbot Elementary, The Simpsons, A Job Lot, Arrested Development, Free Solo, Ashley Madison documentary, Prom Dates, All of Us Are Strangers

Reading: Whale Fall by Elizabeth O’Connor, Islamic Mystical Poetry, The Rose That Grew from Concrete by Tupac Shakur, Art Therapy for Psychosis by Katherine Killick, On Learning from the Patient by Patrick Casement, Polysecure by Eve Rickert

Podcasts: Islamist vs Zionist (Yasmine Mohammed Podcast), Dilemma Podcast (The Palestine Collection)

Music: Latitude 2024

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #137

Aside from the usual, this last week has been consumed with the end of year exhibition at Goldsmiths. I finished my film piece on the Saturday and completed my accompanying painting between Sunday and Monday, with the exhibition build and installation on the Tuesday. The painting is a process piece, so I made it using different coloured paints for each four parts of the Sevillianas, adding a pair of shoes with butterflies, which has been a significant symbol for me throughout my training so far.

What’s most challenging on this course at the moment is balancing everything else, and having enough time for art making. I was mostly happy with the outcome, but it was a bit more rushed that I would have liked, so I feel like I should have tweaked the film a bit more.

So, I carved some time out to spend with my partner, and although we ended up doing things like going welly shopping, I relaxed more than usual. I’m hoping I can fit in half a duvet day at least before I go through a really intense work period for four weeks, working some nine hour days, and doing a six-day week.

For now, I’ve been a social butterfly, pub quizzing with pals (including fellow poets Lateisha Davine Lovelace-Hanson and Kes Gill-Martin), hosting She Grrrowls, and then ending the exhibition private view dancing at Peckham’s Carpet Shop. After invigilating the exhibition today, I’m meeting another poet – ibizo lami – for some kind of milkshake or smoothie or juice, depending on what tickles the tastebuds.

I’m back down to literally £0 in my tuition fees savings, and have lost a couple of clients recently, so I’m hoping I can make this up over the summer AND get enough work for September. I’ve made a start working through my ACE appraisal to also apply for funding for a new project for the third time. Wish me luck!

Watching: A Job Lot, Abbot Elementary, The Simpsons, Dancing for The Devil

Reading: Whale Fall by Elizabeth O’Connor and Art Therapy for Psychosis, edited by Katherine Killick

Podcasts: The Systemic Way and What Now? with Trevor Noah

Music: Bring Me to the Horizon, Sevillianas

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #136

With assignments done, I’ve now also finished my placement! In the pipeline I’ve got an interview for a potential next placement, and ACE application, but before that I have my end of year exhibition! I’m still working on it, aiming to complete it this weekend! The private view will be this coming Friday 14th June, after She Grrrowls the day before.

Goldsmiths University, Friday 14th June 6-10pm

I’m losing student and gaining new ones, and the mental exhaustion is hitting me, but I still have so much on my mind, and there’s lots of changes to come. That being said, I also got to go to Thirty Seconds to Mars on Tuesday and went to see a screening of Free Party: A Folk History the next day, which was really interesting documentary.

Catford Mews, Thursday 13th June 8:30-10:30pm

The film challenged me in some ways in terms of my current situation feeling quite confronting as there are a group of people who appear to have drug problems squatting next door to me, and much of the film was about squatting as a lifestyle choice, and drugs were very much a part of the scene, and those I went with were also ex-squatters. Likewise, it makes me think of the fact that whe the it’s a choice or not, our freedom of choice should still be protected (people often argh about sexuality not being a choice, for example, but for me this is irrelevant as we should have that freedom regardless of whether it’s a choice or not).

Belated birthday card

I’ve also visited squats and performed poetry there, and as long as people are respectful neighbours, I wouldn’t necessarily be against it if someone wants to live in those conditions (which not always but often appears to be a political choice) rather than pay the extortionate rents we have in London.

Amongst the many goodbyes!

I obviously have no judgment to those with substance abuse issues and may even be placed to working with people in rehabilitation. However, I also can’t help but feel vulnerable and anxious about people who are actively using, not wanting my safety to be compromised in any way. I wondered what the movement documented in the film would be like if drugs weren’t involved. I don’t like to dismiss any genre or music as a whole, but techno and deep house are probably my least favourite genres of music. My view is that you actually have to be on drugs to enjoy it! In the Q&A some squatters in the audience were complaining that similar parties now cost money, but also played drum and bass… which I actually much prefer.

Free Party: A Folk History

A question from the audience seemed to pit squatters who liked to party against those who supported the right to roam was skilfully argued. It’s important to find the commonalities in the causes and resist the government’s desire to divide us.

Thirty Seconds to Mars

Watching: Abbott Elementary, The Job Lot, Arrested Development

Reading: Introduction to Object Relations by Lavinia Gomez, Whale Fall by Elizabeth O’Connor

Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, The Systemic Way

Music: Thirty Seconds to Mars

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #135

Last Saturday I actually had a day off! It wasn’t such a relaxing start as I had to leave the flat without my keys, and it turned out my partner had taken them! So I was somewhat anxious during my Zumba class and wax appointment. We managed to get to Brockwell Park for Wide Awake festival just after 3pm.

I enjoyed Malaysian and Venezuelan food, south London craft beer and discovering new bands, most of which I hadn’t heard of before. I saw Dry Cleaning, Mock Media, The Dare, Fat Dog, Young Fathers, HTRK, Alice Glass (only one I knew), Lynks, Sweeping Promises, and King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard. The weather was glorious as well. After submitting my assignments, it was a joy to celebrate.

The next day, I had a small open mic at Forest Hill library, with regular members and one new attendee. I then met a local friend and gave myself a rest before starting on both a personal project and my exhibition piece (basically involving a lot of time looking through the past 4-5 years of photo and video archives).

Aside from this, it’s been a tiring week, considering it was half term and I had less work on. I had university on Tuesday, and met my mum, who helped me to collect my artwork and took me out for a lovely Indian at Sparsh in Forest Hill. The next couple of days I had my final therapy sessions with clients on placement, and at at Satay in Brixton with my dad before seeing English Teacher, supported by mary in the junkyard. My dad had told me about English Teacher and said he’d get the tickets for my birthday, and they were really great live. The singer had incredible energy and even crowd-surfed.

English Teacher

Today, after my morning yoga, I’ve worked and prepared a presentation for a group of 30-40 16-18 year olds as part of my placement next week. Tonight and basically every moment I get where I’m not working, I’m planning to go through the archives.

Watching: The Fall, A Job Lot, Abbott Elementary, The Simpsons, What Jennifer Did

Reading: Introduction to Object Relations by Lavinia Gómez, Whale Fall by Elizabeth O’Connor

Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, Fucking Cancelled, The Systemic Way, Distraction Pieces with Scroobius Pip

Music: Billie Eilish, Nas, English Teacher, PUP

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!

Freelance Reflections #134

I haven’t written in a couple of weeks as I had assignments to do, which I also planned too many birthday activities around.

Race for Life

I did Race for Life with fellow poets Tyrone Lewis and Kat Francois, befit basically staying in the sun all day, walking from Regent’s Park to Hyde Park. On my actual birthday, I was anxious all day at uni, but people showed up and I got so much cake after pizza at Salt Deptford, then went to Catford Mews cinema to see Love Lies Better. It was a comedy-thriller and I have to say I really enjoyed it; there was bisexual visibility, and the relationship between the women wasn’t the focus of the narrative, and it was so very dramatic.

35!

On Friday, I saw Kate Nash. It was at Earth Hackney, and a usual space, but it meant we got to be seated right with the front, and could even stand right next to the stage! On the Sunday, I also had a family picnic in Holland Park. I used to go there a lot as a child, and it made me want to go back again soon!

Kate Nash

I submitted the big essay under 15 minutes before the deadline, and the other one the day before, plus my therapy attendance form yesterday. So, aside from celebrating my birthday, I have been reading and editing as much as possible! I am also coming towards the end of my placement, so have had two ending sessions – very sad! I’m currently also carrying around a bunch of flower from the end of a tutoring job.

This Sunday 2-4pm is the Forest Hill Library open mic again! Come along if you’re free as there’s plenty of room for more!

Watching: Abbott Elementary, Arrested Development, A Job Lot, The Simpsons, Rebelde, Aşk 101

Reading: The Rose That Grew From Concrete by Tupac Shakur, Introduction to Object Relations by Lavinia Gomez

Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, Distraction Pieces with Scoobius Pip

Music: For Black Boys… playlist, Kate Nash, English Teacher, PUP, Jimmy Eat World, Nas, Wide Awake 2024

Again, if you’re able to share or donate to my crowdfund as I train to become an Art Psychotherapist, or buy some books, please do!