Mind the Gap
Twenty. Canadian. Digital Artist. Traveller.
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Hey! So it’s been a while since I’ve uploaded a full piece of art or really talked about what’s going on in my life (kuretake design team, work, travels), so here’s an update on that situation. 

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Now to find a job from now-ish until september.

Hopefully somewhere with a nice atmosphere that won’t mind me drinking tea. 

Please. 






tags: #tube #london #tescos #life

I hear my roommate planning with her boyfriend to have kids and what she’ll name them, while here I am wondering if I’ll have time and the money to get a pie at tescos after i take the last train home 






tags: #Life #Personal #Sims 3

I can literally play Sims3 for ten hours straight. Well, I don’t play. I could care less for forming relationships, getting a job, or doing any services for the community - I just spend all day making awesome houses.

Kind of like how I hope my real life will pan out when I think about it.



Hold yo breaths for a twinkie-of-a personal post:

So I’m having the best time in the UK. I’ve backpacked from the coast line to the oldest northern cities, nestled in the highest mountains. Picked up trinkets at morning markets, donned the wooliest of clothes and met some of the most amazing people. 

But it will come to an end, this adventure. I’ll have to go back home and face the life I left in a state of complete disorganization. Adventuring around the British Isles was a dream I’ve had for as long as I can remember - and I know I’m hella lucky to have been able to pull this off at the age of nineteen without help. But in the last year before I left, my mind entered a do-or-die, mission-esque, this-is-it type of mindset. I ate, slept and drank travelling. Planning. Getting money, researching history, getting my travel papers straight. Due to this I basically flunked my first year of uni (passed, but only just), because I stopped caring about my future. At the time all I cared about was about ‘living in the now’. And at the time ‘the now’ was going on my adventure. 

But that adventure will end in February, and I’ll be going back. I’ll have to pick it all up. And the truth is - I still have NO idea what I want to do with myself. Before I was just blowing money on a general arts degree (English) … but that’s not the direction I want to go in at all. I want to be an Animator, or an Interior Designer, or a Writer, or maybe something on the production side of television/film making. I just don’t know. I was such a child in thinking I would figure it out while I was here - when really this trip was just my last fling as a kid. 

You can’t run from the anxiety forever, girl. 



So my family is going to Disneyland tomorrow. Not me though. I’m motherfuckin harry potter, house sittin and shit. 

Not mad though, aha, but I am staying home while they’re down there in Florida (the pay off is they paid for my ticket to London) to watch the dogs, collect mail and housekeep.

So I’m building a waterpark in my backyard.








tags: #life

I get so down right before heading in to the call centre that I have to pump myself up for work by yelling a lot while music blasts in the background. 



I can not complete this essay in one night.

I can either accept this and try my best at it … or lie down on the floor and read Harry Potter through my tears while pictures of far-off cities roll across my screensaver in the background; a montage to my childhood dreams of travelling and having great riches.