Breathtaking Photography


Kirsty Mitchell’s late mother Maureen was an English teacher who inspired generations of children with imaginative stories and plays. Following Maureen’s death from a brain tumour in 2008, Kirsty channelled her grief into her passion for photography. She retreated herself behind the camera and expressed her feelings of sadness and loneliness, through photography.

Today, I share with you, some of the most beautiful pictures I’ve ever seen. These breathtaking work of arts, have been inspired by “Alice in Wonderland” and ethereal fantasy world. Here I take you through her journey…

Purple droplet

Purple droplet

Escapism

f Escapism

Blindness

Blindness

Geisha

Geisha

Danaus

Danaus

 

Floral Frost

Floral Frost

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Letter from the MP


One in three girls around the world is denied an education by the daily realities of poverty, conflict and discrimination. As you may know, I strongly believe in Human Rights, especially regarding girls all over the world, as there are more girls suffering because some silly people believe that we are inferior and have no voices to speak up, and that we are oppressed, and should stay home instead of going to school, but I am strongly AGAINST this, and believe every girl is entitled to an education as it is a part of her human rights, and that we should all be doing our best to ensure we are supporting this movement because it’s the right thing to do… How would you feel if your daughter was not given the right to learn, simply because she was a girl? Girls are given off to marry strangers which increase the risk of abuse, and isolation…in some places in the world, a girl is too old if she gets married by the age of 15!

So there is this wonderful organisation called Plan- Because I am a Girl, that are helping ensure that girls in Low economically developed countries are given the right to an education, because they see potential in them. They believe that girl’s hold the power to break the cycle of poverty, with education, skills and support, girl’s would be able to make the right choices and live a normal, happy life.

Did you know that an education girl is:

  • less likely to marry and to have children whilst she is still a child.
  • more likely to be literate, healthy and survive into adulthood, as are her children.
  • more likely to reinvest her income back into her family, community and country.

Now for the exciting news…back in December, I sent a letter supporting plan to a member of parliament, asking her if she would be interested in helping me lead this organisation and make a change in many girl’s lives, and she replied three weeks ago, saying YES! She said and I quote that she will be writing to the Secretary of State for International Development on my behalf and asking him to announce how many girls the Department for International Development plan will be supporting to complete nine years of basic education by the end of 2014. She also said this is a big priority and she will get back to me as soon as possible!!!

I was flying when I found out she replied to me…see this shows you that no matter who you are, you could be making a change, if only you do simple things, like saving money for the charity, and donating, raising awareness, or just informing other people on these things. 😀 😀 😀

llove


llove

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Scoliosis Update….


So, I haven’t written for about a week now, and it’s because I’ve been super busy with exam preparation and my back problems. On the 22nd of march, I went with my mum to see the consultant for my scoliosis problem, and he said my curve has increased, from being 35 degrees to 52 degrees. Sooooooo… the way to correct this would be surgery, and by having this surgery, my spine would be much better (hopefully) but the problem is… j’ai peur!!!! I’m actually dreading it, but I’ve had so much support, from family and friends and joined many scoliosis groups on Facebook, which gave me extra support and reassurance.

My day on the 22nd of march, started off like any ordinary Thursday, only that day, I had no school, because of the appointment:D So I got up at about 8:00 in the morning, and had to get dressed for 8:30 which was the time, the cab was picking us up, to take us to the hospital. To be honest, I wasn’t that scared, I was slightly nervous, but having my mum by my side, made things better. So we got to the hospital, and it was 9:00, we were 15 minutes earlier for the appointment, so we went to Costa and had coffee (well I had orange juice). So after about 10 minutes, I was told that I needed an x-ray. So a nurse escorted me and my mum to the x-ray screening place, and the nurse, kindly told me to remove my top, and get dressed into the gown. I did this and gave my mum my top. After about 2 minutes, a nurse kindly took me to the X-ray screening room, and told me to step on this weird step thingy, that I can’t describe haha, but I was facing a glass wall. I was told that, they were going to give me a X-ray, from the front of my back, and from the side. The X-ray took about 20 minutes, and I remember the step thingy, being cold against my skin. So after the X-ray was done, the nurse, checked if they got the correct screening, and then escorted me back to the room, where I was told to put my top back on, and then after this went to meet my mum back in the hallway. My mum looked slightly worried, but the nurse reassured her that everything was okay.

We were then led up to the consultant’s room, and waited. This is where I started feeling quite nervous, and felt like I had knots in my stomach….When I was told I needed the operation, I felt so sorry for myself, and almost pitied it, as I read more about it, the thought of it affecting my life negatively, became a part of my everyday thinking, and was embedded in brain. It was a thought, that never left my memory, and to be honest, almost became a part of my everyday thinking, as it was becoming permanently imprinted in my mind, and no matter what I did to remove this thought, of the scoliosis getting worse, it came back…haunting me.

Now…after about 4 days, when I was told I needed the operation, things pretty much got back to normal. I remember I was on tumblr, when I discovered a blog called “Laughing at my nightmare” .Now this blog changed me from the inside and out, because it seriously made me realize that life is way too short to dwell on negativity. The blog was about a 19-year-old boy living with Muscular Dystophy. He said that he was eventually going to die from the condition, but he wouldn’t let it slow him down. His blog makes will make you laugh and cry, because you just realize, some people always will have worse conditions than you, but actually they are the ones that realize life is too short to worry about the negative aspects of life. Instead of worrying about why YOU’RE the one, going through this, you should calm down, relax and seriously thank God and be thankful that you are more healthy than sick. When you’re having a bad day, always remember, that somewhere out there in the world, someone is suffering 10 times worse conditions than you. Fill your heart with gratitude, and stop the negativity.

So finally, I just wanted to share with you, a bit about the day I went to see the consultant, but also share this amazing story of the boy who’s laughing at his nightmare.  Check his blog out, because it really makes me smile. Now, I’m not going to lie, I am still worried about the operation, but it’s soooo little compared to how it was before reassuring myself that it’s not that bad.

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