Courtney Askey.
Aspiring film director & musician in Leicester. I eat a lot of cake, drink a lot of coffee, have a lot of cats, make a lot of things and I'm desperately in love with Keats.
Lover is a dirty
word it’s untrue and I like it. I want until I have then I’m done and I’m gone. Emotions change with my mood; they are weather, they are waves, I am waging war
forever within myself. Lover never. Lover ever.
Creative Cow Company create beautiful, personal and handcrafted pieces. Their pieces are perfect for gifts and definitely worth having a browse for Christmas shopping. I have a really lovely flower-shaped blackboard that I keep hanging on my bed with the keep it bright quote 'TRUST YOUR STRUGGLE' on.
Hello, I'm sorry I've not been posting, I've been absolutely rushed off my feet doing everything in the world! October has been the busiest month for me. Lots of things are coming to a close and getting all exciting.
Music
The other day I travelled to Cambridge with two of my best friends to see my current favourite band, Dry the River. It was an unbelievably perfect night. The set was absolutely fantastic, there was a great atmosphere in the crowd and everybody was emotionally wailing along, and we met Scott Miller (bass), Peter Liddle (vocals and guitar) and Will Harvey (violin)! They were so lovely and nice to talk to.
Scott
Pete
I've also been doing a lot of work on my own music. I'm doing some proper recording with my boys on Tuesday for my brand new EP 'Songs From My Ribcage'. I finished the artwork last night:
It's going to be released sometime very soon, I'll post about that when I know for certain.
Music video also coming soon!
Film
My film is finally coming to a close! Our final shoot begins at 5pm today, how exciting. We're shooting the dramatic end sequence today, our biggest shoot yet.
I've just finished some work on a short documentary as a part of research for my EPQ project at college. It's about an exhibition by a group of artists in Leiester called 'The Collective'.
and I won't see light 'til you come back to me and I won't feel a breeze 'til I hear your house key and I won't hear a sound 'til you fall to my knees sayin' "please don't leave me"