In a good way.
It’s getting easier.
Although I’m at a bit of a loss, blogwise. Any requests?
Happy Sixth Birthday, Blog
A year ago (good blog birthday)! Two years ago (shit blog birthday)! Three years ago (good blog birthday)! Four years ago (discombobulated blog birthday)! Five years ago (discombobulated blog birthday)! Six years ago.
Time, eh.
Filed under Illusion Of Time, Weblogs
Handmade Thing For Nada
Received today, apparently.
She was a bit freaked out by the “pacifier” I put in the baccy pouch (amongst other things). I’d forgotten about that.
I collect them; I’ve got loads. I’ll send YOU one if you’d like.
(This may or may not be a test to see if any cunt is actually still reading.)
Filed under Handmade Things, Photos
End Of Week One
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.
Filed under Audio, Braindead, Exhaustion, F***book, Here Is The News, Photos, School
Some Pictures
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.
Filed under Art, Handmade Things, Photos, School
I Decided To Go Back To School
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.
Blogging’s good.
“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.
Relax, Everything’s Going To Be Fine
Li has started blogging again.
So I Went To A Party Last Night
At my friend Dan Cross‘s house.
We’ve known and lived around the corner from each other for about three years, but it’s only this year that we’ve started hanging out regularly for whatever reason. It’s been good.
I’ve been living la vida recluse of late and ergo felt severely awkward and freakish initially. But the night came extremely good in the end and did excellent things for my faith in people and awesomeness, etc.
Here’s a photo I took at around 1:30am, the point at which I started to feel the full force of the awesome and was compelled to document it:
It was also at around this time that former operative Deadsoybean sent me some audio, which means that – as per a bargain we struck on January 30th – I can now send her the handmade thing she is owed under the terms of a F$&book status meme I posted a month or so ago.
(The preceding post was a picture of the first handmade thing, which was for Master Luke Hand. The next one will go to Jonathan Carfax. The one after that to the legendary Twyllan Mynodal, and the last to the artist formerly known as MC Gezus.)
Here’s some audio I recorded for Carfax (starring the aforementioned Dan Cross) on the night of January 23rd, when I made Soybean’s thing:
I like this audio a lot. I’ve listened to it over and over in late night goon stupours and it’s made me happy. I don’t know why. (If anyone wants me to bleep out their name, they can freakin complain.)
What else? I’m in a quandry about whether to go back to school in March or defer again. I kind of liked the idea of graduating in December 2012, just in time for the Mayan apocalypse/whatever. But when the world ends/whatever it won’t really matter whether I have a whole diploma of visual art or just half of one. And that I’m so not sure suggests to me that I should save it for when I’m feeling less not-sure.
I could do it part time but that seems half-assed, and I don’t really do half-assed.
Dunno.
So hungover rn omg. I’m going back to bed.
Filed under Adversity, Art, Audio, Awesomeness, Drunkenness, Handmade Things, Life, Not Dead, People, Photos
Filed under :), Handmade Things, Photos
Stuff I Did This Year
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;
- Turned
3424 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.
Filed under F***book, Here Is The News, People
Sat With My Legs Over The Gateposts Out The Front Of My House This Afternoon
Wondering if I’d lost my shiny new job due to being too discombobulated, a random passing woman stopped and said to me, randomly, “You could totally get a job as a gate.”
I was unsure how to respond to this.
“Y’know, if you ever need one,” she clarified.
I was skeptical. I couldn’t raise my legs like a tollbar. I actually tried. But then it occurred to me that – although it was slightly awkward – I could swing them to one side.
“See, there’s always an angle,” she said.
As randoms who approach you for no ostensive reason when you’re tripped-out mental invariably seem to be, she was dead on the money.
(Previously; previously.)
