Castle in the sky … #Edinburgh #fog
Wow I just got instagram on my shit new budget smartphone that talktalk sent me by accideny despite them cancelling my phone contract so here goes this is the most cliche instagrammy photo I could compose from where I’m sitting it was fun adjusting all the settings to make it look infinitely cooler than it does irl #borisgroys #sherryturkle #sharethereforeiam #etc x
wankenstein / shankenstein / spankenstein / blankenstein / thankenstein
I am distressed by my own lack of online activity. That is, besides my creepy birth - now(maybe) photo blog, but the posts for that are queued so I’m not actually doing anything. Maybe not distressed, because I don’t actually care that I haven’t been doing much in the way of angsty blog writing or non-videos, I’m ‘incubating’. I’ve actually been keeping a personal (i.e, non-online) diary, or doing various bits of writing on actual paper that I will some day edit … some day. Got a shit load of video footage too from the summer.
I have a wheezy cough. I think it might be pneumonia or something (I’m a bit hyperchondriacy … just saying) because my lungs have never felt this bad before. My glands are hella swelly! It’s shit being ill, but I like snorting olbas oil and resting and treating myself to brandy honey lemon remedies. License to chill, fo sho.
I am re-reading Lolita. WHY IS NABOKOV SO GOOD? The prose is just so rich and effortless and floaty and funny and tragic that I just want to eat it or something but I can’t,
It is becoming evident that this is a non-post, actually. Maybe now I’m old and graduated and living in the real-world my creativity has just dried up and I’m just a phoney and should give up. No, I don’t think that’s the case. I’ll be bouncing off the walls tomorrow in excitement about some creative idea. The other week I wrote a song and it was so euphoric that I had to pause to go on the trampoline to bounce the manic energy off. Then I had to lie down.
I want to visit Madeira because it’s spring all year round and is lush and mountainous.
So that’s a list of thoughts, musings without much substance or purpose or linearity. But I just felt that little … niggle … something was telling me to pour it out into the online abyss.This all started with a plankenstein! Every time I drop something or spill something I mutter ‘wankenstein’ to myself, it makes me chuckle. Chuckle is a nice nostalgic word. Apparently no one British uses the word ‘marvellous’ any more and everyone says ‘awesome’ instead! Isn’t that marvellous? Not sure anyone other than the upper classes even said marvellous? The word doesn’t sound quite right in a regional scum drawl … *SPLENDID* lemsip!! get me a lemsip!! ow ow ow wheezey chest go away (Wankenstein!!) sweet dreams x
art grad with bare mad skillz lookin 4 oppz #hireme
mefrombirth.tumblr.com » daily photo, chronological order, birth to who knows when
current procrastination project (as in, not making much ‘new art’ [well i am it’s more just that i have too much footage/material and am in incubation stage] just arranging image archive that has formed itself over the years without me really doing anything)
ain’t no high that beats that ‘putting down those first few ‘sketch’ tracks on a song that’s been festering in your head for a mighty long time’ high. creating music is back at the top of my hierarchy of thrills (for now, peaks and troughs …)
now I’m going to float away with those sickly cloying major to minors on a tide of abrasive synth as little glockenspiely fishies nibble my elbows
i’ve had a funny ole time
but the lad’s back tomorrow
so everything’s fine
i’ve been keepin right busy
i’ve been doin a lot
i’ve avoided my flat
i’ve been stayin well shot
i fell for a barman
who looked kinda like my man
but I was just wantin
a way to pass time
he might have had mystery
but we ant got the ‘istory
so he can fuck off
he’s got nothin on dear D
it’s been good overall
been avin a ball
i suppressed all the pining
instead i stood tall
workin and dancin
i’ve been gallavanting
but i’m gettin right tired
now i need some romancing
it’s been 4½ years
since we became dears
here’s to the next lot
cheers cheers cheers
POST ART SCHOOL / DEGREE SHOW etc
So, after all the build-up and prepping and priming and editing and critiquing and presenting and openings and invigilating and taking down it’s all done! Fin! I’m feeling surprisingly fantastic actually, it’s like all the angst around ‘WHAT AM I GON’ DO WHEN I GRADUATE?!’ is over because I’ve finished and I’ve got a sweet lil job for now and then we’ll see. The reality is it’s all done, and now is just now, and I can literally make and do whatever I want to. Lots of people bothered to tell me they really enjoyed my video, which is lovely, they seemed to ‘get’ it too, like, I didn’t have to tell people what it was about or what my art is because they watch it and that’s it, you either dig it or you don’t.
How boring eh! Ha!
I don’t feel lost at all. (yet). I feel very comfortable and balanced. SO THERE GERI OF THE LAST FEW YEARS! TAKE THAT FUTURE ANXIETY!