I felt a compulsion to confront something I had been avoiding for two years. Two cupboards in my house, one under the stairs and one by the back door to the garden. No exaggeration, both cupboards were intimidatingly full. Full, like when you watch a documentary on hoarding... full of random incongruous crap left behind by previous tenants; clothing, mail, DIY and building materials, suitcases, even a hockey stick, pair of medical crutches and a ridiculous electronic 'massage belt' (and the list could go on...). Previously, in moments of energetic proactivity, I had made multiple attempts to clear these two spaces, but had always given up half way through. There was always something that stopped my progress, like it had gotten too late, I'd already filled up the outside bin etc. I felt a bit of a failure. The knowledge that things were getting out of control turned into a feeling of shame that I kept repressing. The more cramped the cupboard, the more shame I felt, and...

The state of my desk today. I have to confess that since I moved to London two years ago, I haven't had the best track record looking after my plants. I lost sight of the regular watering and so only remembered when they started to wilt and (tragically) began to die. I'm not proud of myself. I've had quite a few accidental victims of my neglect; dracaena, elephant ear plant, fern, ivy, tomato... and a few others. Since quarantine, I made the decision to actively take better care of all living organisms living in this household; regular tending and watering has become part of my daily routine, and the plants are looking much happier... basically just more alive. Each plant needs varying amounts of water and light, so with a little investigation, I now feel I'm starting to understand each individual's needs better. So, hopefully, soon they'll (an I'll) be thriving... Plant list Bedroom: Aloe Vera [light watering / warmth / bright light] ...

Suzanne Let's focus on positives, potential and progress, no? Our job as designers, and creative thinkers is to get to that place and bring others along on that journey with us. ... George I'm gonna do some sewing... any requests? Rob Black denim facemask 🤘 George You're such a goth. ... https://www.statethelabel.com/pages/masks "Help make masks for hospital staff! There is a HUGE and ever growing need for more masks. While these are not medical grade, they are better than nothing, and can fit over N95 masks or other filtering masks. They can also be used in other areas of the hospital, freeing up the medical grade masks for the ER workers on the front line. We have communicated with a local hospital about desired specifications and they have approved this design. They need masks ASAP ." George I thought this was quite interesting... I would assume that the masks would need to be made out of a s...

I normally get regular manicures at a nail salon in Deptford (called 'Deptford Nails') with my housemate Dora. It's a small care-ritual we enjoy together, that we began just after she moved in about a year ago. It usually starts with us both simultaneously deciding that we are now unhappy with the current state of our nails, and it's about time that we deserve a treat! When the planets align (i.e. we have £25 and a free couple of hours), we walk to 'Deptford Nails' together, excitedly deliberating the new colour we are going to choose. This colour choice is most important! It will dictate our '#mood' for the next month or so. Somehow, the question 'what type of person do we want to be?' gets simplified into this colour choice decision; bright, 'natural', classic, glittery etc. When we arrive we say hello to the ladies that work there, and they ask what type of service we want. We always choose 'soak off then SNS', or 'SNS ...

Sasha guys be safe and don't be alone throughout isolation - if u need help call up ! gotta stay as a community throughout the shit xx Ghaith Yep, this was one of the reasons we started this collective in the first place 😍 Amand a ➦ Forwarded " Lockdown. Yes, there is fear. Yes, there is isolation. Yes, there is panic buying. Yes, there is sickness. Yes, there is even death. But they say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise, you can hear the birds again. They say that after just a few weeks of quiet, the sky is no longer thick with fumes, but blue and grey and clear. They say that in the streets as Assisi people are singing to each other across the empty squares, keeping their windows open, so that those that are alone may hear the sounds of family around them. They say that a hotel in the west of Ireland is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound. Today, a young woman I know is busy s...