AS Course work

For my AS level course work, for my art, I chose the topic of growing up. I expanded on one of my GCSE sketchbooks, as you can probably see. It was one of my favourite sketchbooks, and one of my lighter topics. My work went on to darker topics later on. Let me know what you think.
Gemma x

By |December 10th, 2014|Art, Friends, School|1 Comment

World of curves

At school we had a competition, which all of us art students entered. You had to take a photography, and the theme was the world of curves.  The photo’s below were my photo’s I took for the theme. I ended up entering the photo of the wooden banisters, but I have no idea who won in the end (I don’t remember, so it obviously wasn’t me or one of my friends). My favourite is actually the photo of the phone cord curled up. But these photo’s I took when I had just begun to learn how to take proper photographs, so I was quite proud of them.
Gemma x

By |December 8th, 2014|Art, Friends, School|0 Comments

Llanthony Priory

I went with my mum and brother the same year, to Llanthony Priory, as a day out. It was really picturesque, and so I took a lot of photo’s to use for my art. I later used these for a section on structure in one of my AS level sketchbooks. Feel free to comment.
Gemma x

By |December 7th, 2014|Art, Family, Friends, School|0 Comments

Paris 2011

I went to Gwernyfed 6th form, and took Math, Physics and Art for my A-levels. As part of my art course, we were given the opportunity to go to Paris for five days. It was the best trip I’ve ever been on. We went as a group of around 15 art and business students, we spent our five days going around to see the main tourist attractions and galleries. It was brilliant, and we took hundreds of photo’s. I selected some of my favourites to post below. The trip was then used to inspire our art work, and you may see some links in my later work. If you are ever given to opportunity to go on a school trip like this, I would highly recommend it. My brother went on one to Brussels and enjoyed it immensely. I would love to go back at some point, […]

By |December 5th, 2014|Art, Family, Friends, School|0 Comments

My wall

Between GCSE art and A-level (6th form) I started doing more anime/ manga/ cartoon drawings. They were to help me picture the scene’s in one of my old stories (which I still haven’t finished!). I put them on my wall, and slowly they built up to cover it. They’re still there now, 4 years later. The following photo’s show a selection of them, and the vast extend of coverage.

Gemma x

By |December 2nd, 2014|Art, Family, Friends, School, writing / story|0 Comments

Present from home

So, it turns out, while I was at home, I managed to catch some sort of bug. I’ve spent the last two days feeling very sorry for myself, but thought that this may be a good time to go through my photo’s from my trip home. This is the first few photo’s of my art – these are from year 9 or 10 in high school, so I was maybe 14 or 15 years old. This is when I started to develop my skills in art, before I ended up taking art for my GCSE’s. This is when I first became interested in art.
Gemma x

By |November 28th, 2014|Art, Family, Friends, School|0 Comments

Paint stencils

My newest interest when it comes to art is trying out stencils to paint with. I draw an image and then cut it out, leaving the stencil. I use this to paint over, using water colour paints, to create a unique design. I was inspired by Suzanne Breakwell’s art work, especially her prints which you can see on her Facebook page . I have since shown her and discovered she uses inks, not water colour, and said it’s because they give more vibrant colour; So, for my next ones I would like to get some inks to experiment with. Hopefully I will get them before Christmas, and when I do I will post them too, but for now here are the few I’ve done. Feel free to comment.

Gemma x.


By |November 18th, 2014|Art, Family, Friends|0 Comments

Starting over

Okay, I’ve had this blog since roughly 2006 and never really been very good at the whole regular blogging thing… So, I’ve pretty much wiped it clean to start again, in an attempt at making it something I keep up with this time! A lot is going to be changed, including the main theme of the blog – it’s now going to focus on my interests and hobbies, rather than being random dribble about my life :) However, so you know a little about me, this is my intro. As you can guess, my name is Gemma Garrett; But I am not the politician/ Miss UK. I am nearly 21, and am currently in my second year at university. I’m studying Early Childhood, to become a qualified Early Years Professional. In my spare time, my hobbies involve looking after my horde of gerbils/hamsters, writing (stories and poems) […]

By |November 17th, 2014|Art, Family, Food/ cookery/ recipes, Friends, Poem, School, writing / story|0 Comments

A Snow Coloured Body With a Pillow of Blood

This is poem number two,

A Snow Coloured Body With a Pillow of Blood.

I’m stood here,
Your blood running down your neck,
Onto the frosted floor,
Soaking deep in,
Red puddles surrounding your,
Still, Lifeless,
As a pillow.

Your coat,
Once so white,
Like winter snow itself,
Now stained,
A glistening,
Dark crimson,
In this dull autumn light.

Shreds of red dyed wool,
Hanging from your wound,
Your attacker hangs back,
In the covering forest,
Watching me closely,
I can’t calm you,
Or help you,
To ease your pain,
Or I’d lie,
Like you do now,
At my freezing feet,
Dying prey.

I can’t stay any longer,
I can’t wait and watch,
I have to go,
Back across your barren land,
To my home,
Where you wouldn’t have been,

I whisper,
My apologies,
My goodbyes.
But then I chance my luck,
I look to the shadows,
Of the haunting forest,
In the clearing,
I can’t see he’s watching,
And getting impatient.

I crouch,
Reach down,
Stroke your cooling body,
And lay my death gift,
To you,
On your soaked, heaving chest,
Whisper one last word,
And flee.

Okay this one’s a bit weird,I know. And a bit […]

By |August 19th, 2008|Family, Friends, Poem|1 Comment

For ever and Always.

My first poem,

For ever and Always.

Sat by my window,
Watching complete strangers,
Just walking past,
It’s as if they have no worries,
Completely at easy with their lives.
I envy them,
Trying to picture myself,
In their worry-less lives,
By watching their body language,
And listening,
To their idle chat,
That just seems to gush out of their mouths,

I count the glistening drops,
That crawl down my painted cheeks,
As I’m thinking of you.
I don’t wish things were perfect,
Or that we were together,
I just wish I could say,
Everything I want to say,
But all I can do,
Is talk in silence.

You blame yourself,
But I blame me.
There’s a huge war,
Going on inside of me,
Just below the surface,
Bursting to get out,
It must not.
I have to keep up my guard,
On my tip toes,
Or people will get hurt,
People I care about,
Innocent people,
As I fight with myself.

There are four razor sharp words,
That I long to say,
But I don’t feel I can.
Anything I say,
Just seems to trip,
Making things […]

By |August 17th, 2008|Family, Friends, Poem|0 Comments