Kat Heywood - Prismatic Phosphorescence

20/06/2025

7 days since hospitalisation. 3 weeks without Venlafaxine in my system. 4 weeks with Valdoxin on board.

7 days ago I sat with an incredible Woman in a secure facility and she told me a story. She set the scenario and asked me to hear her out. I could have sworn we were talking about why I wanted to end my life, but ok go ahead Love, tell me a story we got time.

A stranger walks into your home, it's day one. The stranger is causing chaos and the first week is a shambles. There is unrest, uncertainty, unfathomable upheaval, and you don't like the look of them one bit.

It's the end of week two, the stranger is still there. You're still watching and assessing this stranger, wondering what they're doing there. Are they there to hurt you? Kill you even? It's a tense situation, you have eyes on everything, every little change; was that them, was that for the good, am I about to regret letting this stranger in?

End of week three, there's a settled environment there is calm. You are now at ease with the stranger they've even offered to help out around the place. They're cleaning up after themselves. They don't make much mess to begin with.

Week four shows you relaxing around the stranger now. There's even a sort of harmony. They come and go but you aren't afraid of them anymore. You are coexisting and getting along ok.

Week five is a surprise, you went to the shops and didn't even lock the door as you left. The stranger doesn't steal anything from you, in fact you come home to a completely clean home. They're waiting there to ask you about your day.

Week six you return home each night and there is a home cooked meal upon the table, the stranger is just waiting to talk with you and you are both at ease and happy in each other's presence. The cleaning is done before you're home and it's become the routine regular thing. The stranger is even helping out with other things around the place.

By the end of week seven you are familiar enough to allow the stranger to look after some of the more important jobs around the place, they're good at mending things and have taken to fixing little side projects that you've been unable to get to for years now.

Week eight shows no

15/06/2025

Three days of soul searching and a lifetime of learning. Still working through all of it. But, this is our Boy's wall so far ❤️

08/06/2025

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27/05/2025

Whelp! It's aboot time for a stahp and take stock moment as I've just popped on over to assess the cobwebs on this here beautiful Art 🎨 Page of mine and I've realized rather abruptly that the last few months have been so hectic I've literally not had the time to post the few projects I've been blessed with in the middle of all the changes, study and stress!!!

I am on the precipice of Diploma completion and I'm so cautiously excited it's not feckin funny!!! I am counting the seconds until I can take the restraints off and stretch my wings artistically again as a way of living, instead of surviving. Herein I give you the tiny pockets of sanity of late ☺️🎨🫩🎨☺️🍀🌿🪴💚💙

Hope you're all well and thriving 💕 The Elusive Artist

24/05/2025

16/05/2025

Hey Lovelies!!!!!!

I thought I would gift my kidlets something really special for their Art space and just randomly started building a Tree Castle for them as an entrance!

The whole concept is working with waste, not poopy waste and gross stuff! human use, single use, might not ever be used again stuff that would otherwise end up being toxic and space wasting out in our big wide world. I stockpile recycled cardboard and such as a general rule cos it's FAB for creative play and the kids imaginative play is off Richter with it so, it's staple in my craft stash.

The pillars are built from scrap butchers and packing paper wrapped around framework made from cardboard heavy duty boxes. The bulky bases are built out boxes containing shredded cardboard and cardboard offcuts. The straight work in the pillar uprights are the same type of cardboard but flattened out of box form and bent into triangle sturdy pillar like shapes. The permission was sought and granted for the little "trees" at each base ledge as they all live currently in broken plastic pots and would have to be fixed some other strange way or thrown out.

The canopy is a combination of old project pool noodles to give a lightweight bone structure for the 'lid', old manilla folders that just happen to be green for the base layer to support the added tonnes of old resources I've held from old classes and story times. There is so much love poured into this that I hope it stands to be an inspiration point for them to pass through and give them the added incentive to be creatively free in their play and relaxation.

I absolutely adore what I do for a living. Gratitude is not a big enough word for how I feel, but I am swimming in it right now. I appreciate the second Family I get to work with every day so much it's not funny!!!!

I challenge you all to take a gander next time you're unpacking your groceries and see if there is any packaging you might be able to save to do something different with! Maybe there are some boxes you could turn into something else, egg cartons that can feed the local school's worm farms, or even cereal boxes that could help make a fort for the kids next door, with parents permission of course!!!

Who knows!? Much respect, take care 😘❤️🧡💛💚🩵👩‍🎨💪🧘👩‍🔧🧑‍🏭🕵️

13/02/2025

Breathing.

29/01/2025

I've been given projects to do before but none quite like this one.

My incredible Leading Lady came to me with a proposal shortly after I'd finished the mural and a Cheshire Cat grin asking if I could make her a rainbow. It was a simple one, nothing too fancy ... An inclusion piece that welcomes everyone to our service.

I glanced at the images she had in mind as I hauled my paints to put away and replied happily "Sure thing. Just let me get back to the room and I'll get you to send the pic to me later" ... And that's when it all kind of, snowballed.

I already knew what she was thinking and then my squirrel brain took over and went a bit nutty. For the next week I went and gathered up the troupes, arranged everybody into hand tracing mode and set them back upon their spaces.

I've literally lost count of the hours but I can tell you the exact moment Belinda Cognet saved my frazzled mind, and the whole project, with her fantasmagorical papers in many magnificent forms! She gave me the ignition for the imagination fuel and it all took flight. Tearing, cutting, sticking, aligning, readjusting, laminating, more cutting and finally today the installation of this ever morphing project.

'Everyone Is Welcome Here - Together We Are Bridging The Gap'

The left side of the rainbow is in shades from black through brown to white. The right side is the traditional rainbow colours and each is looked after by a room.

The handprints in all are from each and every beautiful soul in our service and we will continue to add more as the time moves forward. All the Educators' hands are covering the middle because we are the ones to lead the babies in our care to close the gap between cultures and understanding.

I am beyond honoured to have been trusted with this task. I can only hope now that summer is kind and she leaves the work up on the wall haha 😆🩵🤎💙🧡🖤💛❤️💚💜🩶🩷🤍