wales was sunny
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
I had to drive to meet my sister yesterday, we decided on halfway so we met in Magor Services, just over the bridge, I was surprised, Wales was very sunny, very hot, England was very rainy, very cold.For at least one day, there go the national stereotypes.
on the way..
I got confused in the services, I thought I was looking at a mirror, it took me a second to work it out
the I thought, I never knew there were so many things to do in Wales (I know, I was being facetious)
nor did I realise quite how polite (?) they were there ( at the services I mean )
and on the way back, I did some Stobart-spotting
and I drove into a rainbow all the way back
Fitting, considering the subject we were there to discuss..
for my Zio Franco
Monday, April 25, 2005
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Anonymous
tv
Sunday, April 24, 2005
why do american tv networks put an image of their network logo on the screen at all times?
is this so a stupid audience can remember which channel out of 9 thousand they are actually watching? or is it to brand the audience?
just got up
I set my alarm for half one, unfortunately, I set it for half one in the morning, with the result that I got up hours later than I wanted to, but obviously exactly when my body wanted to.Damn thing, why can’t it just listen to me?
hmmm, not sure about this one – a separate gallery for women artists? Not that there shouldn’t be, but why the need in the first place? I’m a bit fed up that every group, sub-group, splinter group wants to be recognised.Since most of the world runs on who you know, plus subjectivity is always there, I wonder what would happen if merit was the only divider? But that’s me in my ideal world again…
I also think the more you harp on difference, the more chance for people seeing themselves as outsiders.
I don’t think of myself as male or female, I know I am female, but it never occurs to me that that specifically defines me.
Nor do I think that being specifically female makes my art different.I think the person makes the art, and the factors that make the person do not depend only or primarily on gender.
And seeing as I’m no intellectual, I’ll leave it there…
time to paint
Thursday, April 21, 2005
I’m finishing off a painting tentatively titled Essence of Chav.Shouldn’t be much left to it.
Plus, someone came round a couple of days ago to agree a commission, for another Drift painting, this time a woman underwater.It remains to be seen whether I can do it again, but I took it, so I’ll give it a bloody good go.
Mostly been digging gardens, planting veg, and filling up a skip with rubbish.I know, it’s a novel concept, rubbish in skips, but anyone who knows me is shell-shocked since they know all about my inability to go past any skip I see without rummaging around in it for things I can use ( or not use, since I usually end up throwing the stuff away again after about 6 months, but hey, it keeps me happy )
I’ve also been designing a CD cover and booklet for a band, they seem to like it so far, but whether it’s any good or not, I can’t tell anymore, I’m too used to seeing it.
So here’s a picture of a land rover.
Why the hell a picture of a land rover? Well, what you can’t see, because I couldn’t get my camera out and drive at the same time, is inside the back of this, where there were two calves riding like dogs in the back of a car.
And this is the old council building in Wootton Bassett
which is where I live.I could of course, also live here as some sign would have it
Gardens..
Monday, April 18, 2005
I’ve just spent a fantastic hour wandering round Greatfield Nurseries.I bought two climbing roses, various seedlings and seeds, and I’m off to play and plant..
Digging..
Thursday, April 14, 2005
That’s what I’ve been doing today, and my next step is a long soak in the bath.I’d hate to have to do that all day, luckily we only have ( us urban-ish ) dwellers, pocket sized gardens compared to playing with two oxen and a plough.
This year it’ll be….
plus other herbs : basil, flat leaf parsley – stronger taste than the normal parsley, but normal parsley too, rosemary, sage, thyme, lemon thyme, mint, lemon mint, and chives, and anything else I can get away with growing.
I tried sugar snap peas last year, they were quite nice, but I’m not really a fan of eating them, so none this year I think.
It’s like a great big adventure, I’ve only grown veg one year, last year, but I was really chuffed, you put them in, they grow or they don’t, you eat them when they’re ready, and they taste wonderful.
It’s definitely amateur gardening, but the thrill of things actually growing for you outweighs the hard work you do to get everything done.
More unimportant stuff
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Pink sparkly guitar!!!
Choices, choices…
Isn’t this a good idea for a pavement? You don’t slip and it still looks green, very important now that it’s spring again – yes, I know, it’s not exactly hugely important, but it cheers me up
I’m thinking now about how I present myself.Which includes my site.
When you’re younger, you dress a certain way, look a certain way, to please or not please your parents, your friends, your social group, strangers etc.There’s a badge in how you look.I wore things I was comfortable wearing, and if they identified me as being part of a group, it never bothered me, because above all else, I knew I was me, and I really didn’t/don’t care what people thought of me.
Trouble is, it’s one of those things where you have to compromise.It’s the difference between being an artist and painting for yourself, and being a painter who paints for other people.There are compromises to make, and to decide whether or not to make.
I’m getting to the point…hang on…
Websites are part of that kind of culture also.Everyone looks down on the free websites, with pop-ups and banners, like Geocities.Then there’s the next level of site up, hand-made, relying on tables.Then the next level up again, CSS, Flash, etc etc.There’s a whole hierachy of the nuts and bolts of things.
Which in turn leads to the look of a site – does it look the right way? Does it represent adequately who you are and what you do?
I’m getting a headache just thinking about it.
So if anyone has any thoughts on that one ( and no, give up isn’t one of those things ), feel free to share.
Freaky Friday
Friday, April 8, 2005
best example of how not to sell yourself…you can’t beat it
I just like this one
and if you want to know what’s going on swindon, live music, etc, then 4th street music is the place to go
