February included some of my most colourful (and therefore favourite) portraits yet...


Colour Chameleon

I first dyed my mouse blonde hair when I was 13. Given permission by my mum I got red highlights at a local salon. Three months later when they faded, I bought a box dye of bright red and that's when my somewhat unhealthy obsession with ever changing hair colour was born. I picked up how to use bleach quickly, I had no fear or trepidation that I was unqualified, I switched hair colours as quickly as clothes. Red, blue, green, blonde, purple and black. Nothing was off limits and I loved the freedom, the quickness and instant gratification that it gave me. Changing the colour of my hair so often is a creative outlet I have found hard to leave behind. I almost always have the urge but am trying my best to figure out what is easier to maintain, suits my face best and I'd also love to have long hair for once in my life…. which means less spontaneous dyeing! 



Give me colour, pattern, shape and movement in art. 
This is what inspires me, fills me up and helps me live my best creative life! 



I have had quite a few fears over my life so far, many conquered as I have grown up (moths, snakes, marzipan, being trapped) but heights has always held the top spot for me. My parents tried to ebb this out of me when I was a child by relentlessly taking me up mountains on family holidays. Cue hysterical crying that we were all going to die along with melodramatic meltdowns on cliff top roads. I continuously try my best to be brave with heights; though I couldn’t quite make it up the empire state building in New York (every fibre of my being was screaming NO once I realised you couldn’t even see the top from ground level) and I really pissed Mark off in Tokyo after we queued for 40 minutes to go to the top of the government building and then I actually ran away because the icy fear gripped me once the lift doors opened. It’s not just these ultimate high-heights that get me though. I don’t really like standing on ladders, walking over bridges, those super tall escalators you get in the London Underground or viewing platforms of any kind. Say the words cable-car to me and you might as well be saying death. Heights seem a very logical fear; you literally could fall and die, but I also really hate it. It feels weak to be scared of these things, especially when I genuinely do enjoy a good view! 



The contrast of how my brain is on a normal day compared to after a yoga class. 
I try my best to keep up with yoga every week, with a mix of in-person classes at @beayogahero and online with @adrienelouiseIt calms me, centres me, helps with my headaches and mostly just makes me feel amazing! 


You can follow my progress with this year long challenge on Instagram under the tag - #julias52portraits


"52 portraits is a photography course in self discovery by Vanessa and is hosted through Get Messy Art Journal whom I am an affiliate for. The course is a year long journey in using photography and words to turn your reflection inward and capture who you are at this phase in your life. Learn more and join the course here"

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