The Museum of Broken Relationships

“The Museum of Broken Relationships grew from a travelling exhibition
revolving around the concept of failed relationships and their ruins.
Unlike ‘destructive’ self-help instructions for recovery from failed loves,
the Museum offers a chance to overcome an emotional collapse through creation:
by contributing to the Museum’s collection”

Based in Zagreb, Croatia, the Museum of Broken Relationships should be at the top of any would-be visitor. As mentioned in my previous post on Zagreb, the museum provides its audience with an exhibition that is harrowing and tragically beautiful in equal measure. It’s no wonder then, that it was the recipient of the 2011 Kenneth Hudson Award for the Most Innovative Museum in Europe.



The boy who began to grow up

“I suppose it is like the ticking crocodile isn’t it? Time is chasing after all of us”

It’s cliche to say it, but what a difference a year makes. Today I find myself living independently and working, rather than studying and utilising a student loan. Gone are the spontaneous nights out with copious amounts of alcohol, replaced by the return of a ‘bed-time’ and early starts. But here I am.

A lot has changed over the past twelve months. The first major change was being awarded an Upper Second Class BA (Hons) Degree in Drama Studies by Bath Spa University. A second change has come about through my photography. At first nothing but a hobby, I now find myself using it as a lynch-pin for numerous plans and ideas.

2014 wasn’t all fun and games though. I don’t know whether or not, in years to come, I will look back upon this year with great sadness or great fondness. Before I go any further, I just want to let you all know that I dislike change. I cannot stress enough how little a fan I am of change. It scares me. A lot. Still, each new year brings about some sort of change change. However, the extent of the change this year has been something that I have really struggled with. Unfortunately, the repercussions weren’t always pleasant and has definitely taken it’s toll on my nearest and dearest.


“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it”