One of the main reasons my blog is so dead these days is that all the action it might once have seen is now occurring on my two Facebook accounts.
FB – rapacious motherfucker that it is – has eaten my blog.
I’m not particularly happy about this, but so it goes. Can’t force shit.
Here is the news:
I am doing alright; better even. I’ve become a bit decadent over the semester break but that’s okay. I need a new job, and I’ve all but decided to defer school for the rest of the year to focus on making some money and generally sloughing off the final vestiges of My Worst Depression Since 2005 ™ – which is, pleasingly, drawing to a close fucking FINALLY.
Bring on spring.
I had another bustup with Lady J the week before last, which has made me a bit sad. But I’ll get over it. And in thematically related news, I’m still estranged from my former associate the artist sometimes known as Schnozzie, which also continues to cause me grief.
Being severely alienated from people you love a lot and have epic history with really sucks.
What else? My sister moved house last weekend, which was a major operation and marked the end of an era. Her new place is massive – she now has her own studio, which I am very envious of – and her new housemates are lovely. Yay Toots’s new house.
Finally: I’m having a birthday party on September 24th. It’s going to go OFF. You should totally come.
Generally speaking we’re on the up, at long last.
That is all for now!!!
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Posted about a month ago; apparently received. (Previously.)
In other news: Visual Diary blog. Heavily updated Art I Like blog.
In a good way.
It’s getting easier.
Although I’m at a bit of a loss, blogwise. Any requests?
More pictures, but I can’t be fucked choosing a particular one to post; they’re on flickr.
Here’s a status update I made about what I did after working a 7-hour shift on Saturday:
Here’s some audio which reflects my mental state this afternoon:
It’ll get easier.
Here’s a picture of a stuffed toy chicken I found abandoned at the foot of a lamppost on Chapel St at lunchtime on Monday on my way to C$#trelink to finalize my Austudy claim.
We’d been assigned by Raz the painting teacher to find various things on in the region of the campus; in my case the best reasonably-priced coffee and my favourite piece of street art.
By conventional standards an abandoned stuffed toy chicken isn’t really street art. But it was the best piece of street art I saw by my estimation.
Here’s a picture of the DVD accompanying Carfax’s handmade thing, which I made on Monday 21st and finalised on Sunday night:
I can’t post pictures of the actual handmade thing – or Nada’s – because they haven’t been received yet. Maybe I will after they have been. Maybe not. Etc.
On a see-how-it-goes basis. First day yesterday; went okay. (Previously.)
I have to keep a visual diary, course. Which has kind of been freaking me out. Although that’s stupid, coz what is this blog right here except a multimedia visual diary, kinda?
I’ve just retroactively added text to this post from a few weeks ago, which I initially discarded in favour of just using the photo, since I tend to write overshary, self-obsessy crap on the blog when I’m down that just embarrasses me later and isn’t helpful in the immediate, neither.
But we have to Document Shit. It’s the only solution.
“I heart my blog. It’s surprised and delighted me in all kinds of ways and continues to do so. It has a degree of inherent continuity and structures naturally emerge, but it’s basically unhindered by any context restrictions except those inherent in the medium, which can incorporate text, images, audio, video, etc etc etc.
It helps me see life as stories, and as an ongoing story. And it provides a means of turning the things I experience and think about into multimedia artefacts that other people can consume and respond to, with a very fast turnaround time. It’s simple, but it works.
More profoundly, it enables me to observe and actively direct themes & patterns in my own preoccupations, and it’s taught me a lot about shaping one’s own experience using symbols & narratives – about the intersection between creativity and life; between what you focus on and what ‘happens’ – about tapping into your own unconscious processes.”
– portfolio statement, late 2007 (adapted from email to Em).
La bla blah. It’s true though.
That said, I think I’ll mostly just post pictures for a while. Or maybe not.
We’ll see what happens.
My 2010 started on a high. Life was good and all the stars were aligned, etc. Unfortunately the wheels started to come off in the second quarter and the second half was an increasingly shitful and regressive abortion.
So it goes. We’ll do this as many times as we have to.
Amongst other things (hosting some fairly awesome dinner parties, etc) I:
- Went to Thailand;
- Started studying art in fulfilment of longterm ambitions (alongside baby sis);
- Went part time halfway through first semester (see also baby sis);
- Reconciled with a former close associate after a long estrangement, which made me very happy;
- Got very suddenly & unexpectedly shitcanned by a then-close associate three weeks later, with the inverse effect;
- Deferred school and everything else and moped around reclusively for months doing increasingly little except thinking about everything, with increasingly hilarious consequences;
34 24 2.0;
- Slapped myself around some for having fucked up so badly, thereby fucking things up more;
- Got a job and started to apply the breaks.
I’m not going to thank specific people Oscar-stylez like I have the last two years.
People who’ve been awesome: thanks. People in general: also that other thing. Seriously.
Life is improving. I think we’ll be doing just fine if we relax a little.
Happy new year.
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Friday 12th February.
Starring Henley & Adele; 2003 & Danny (sans promised cheese platter, but I just can’t stay mad at the guy); Lady GrimGrim & Jacqui; the fantastic Mr Kav; the ex-operative formerly known as Li Han, Blog Boy From Space (who hopefully won’t object to me linking him old-school like that – because although Exaggerating Rumours is now four years old and obviously he’s grown as a person since then etc blah blah, it’s still genius which deserves wider exposure) – and of course Toots, who opted to turn up after everyone except Kav had gone home, because that is the way she motherfucking rolls.
Fair to say, went OFF.
No obligatory formula picture of everyone in the back garden, because for whatever reason (quite possibly because it’s the way they motherfucking roll), the guests all opted to stay inside this time – a trend that, with the encroachment of winter, we were going to have to adapt to sooner or later anyway. But there’s these ones.
In contrast to last time, when I accidentally deleted the audio directly after recording it, we successfully captured over sixty minutes of vox, much of it gold. Unfortunately that means I’m having a really hard time choosing clips. Maybe I’ll put some up retrospectively & link back to it in a later post. We’ll see.
In other news: if you happen to be in the region of the Abbotsford Convent at any point over the next week, I strongly advocate checking out the Prismatic Audit currently being undertaken there by Torie Nimmervoll & intended DP III invitee and amazing genius Jason Maling (who couldn’t come, because he was too busy getting ready for the Prismatic Audit. That’s okay, we’ll get him next time).
I did today; it was great. I came home exhausted and collapsed at 6:30pm into some of the weirdest and most awesome dreams I’ve had in months. Now it’s 2:30am and I’m blearly eating a pizza at Bimbo. But that’s beside the point.
Where was I? Oh yeah; I’m starting school on Monday, which will be well weird. But before that I’m off to a quasi-hippy festival in a field near Schnozzie‘s hometown.
There will most likely be bloggage about both of these things. Until then: stay in the groove. Or, y’know, don’t. It’s Entirely Up To You ™! See if I care, blog readers. SEE IF I GIVE A FUCK.
All of V*cw*e’s parts have been edited out – which is a shame IMHO, coz they’re golden. But so it goes.
(She got kind of shitty at me about the whole thing, which was a bit upsetting. This is the first time anyone’s ever gotten pissy at me over blog audio. There’s an interesting post in all of this. But methinks it’s a story for another time.)
In happier news: I found out on Tuesday that, against all expectations, I got into art school.
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