just another manic monday.

last night i went to the unannounced show by eskimo joe, it was at rosemount and was awesome because i have cemented my hermit ways and have bailed on alot of gigs i wanted to go to (dinosaur jr. sigh!) purely cause i couldn't deal with crowds right now but this was low key which is the best time to be at rosemount. i was second row so i could actually see something - my last rosemount experience was that night we went to the grates and that weird tall guy pushed right into me and then just stood in front of me and that freakin gross man kept touching me and it was capacity plus and i stared angrily at the back of people's shirts thinking about the small gig when we saw them at amps.

anyway, last night all of the photographer types were in the front row and i wish i took my lomo now cause i need to take some shots for this thing and i was in such a great spot to take pics. although the flash on it is more than slightly blinding and that might not have gone down so well in the whole mellow-ish scheme of things.

went with vicki etc. moving on to the moon after, but then i got home late and had to be at work by 7.45 for an 8 class today, i woke up at 5 in the strangest position, sleeping diagonally in alot of pain. then i fell asleep again, slept through my alarm, woke up at 7.10 and had this mad panic trying to get ready for work while not being able to stand up properly. uurrgh.

btw - kat i had another awkward social run in, however i think this one was worse because no conversation was involved, just a hell of alot of accidental eye contact and mildly curious staring with some boy in a scarf.

right now i am so tired i feel like crawling under my desk to sneak a nap in, sadly an unfortunate amount of work and fellow coworkers is preventing this from happening.

the things that accumulated on my desktop, they made me smile and i could never get rid of them.

awesome typography from cam


what a gentleman!


this look is so sexy it took me a significantly long amount of time to go back to work after seeing this boy.


wait for it...

shazam!
i want to style my dad like this when he reaches this age.
or even now.
i'm gonna bring this up when i borrow that power drill tomorrow.



just funny. laugh out loud funny actually. my 'crazy weirdo in the office' reputation was cemented with this laughing outburst.

post fire hazard

the piece i made out of matches was for 'all things ten', a show that i have work due in for on friday. i made this new piece over a 1 and a half days while having a near breakdown brought on from the stress of the fire!

fyi - for those of you doubting my sanity i didn't light the match piece in the apartment, i went to mum and dad's for it. i did do the candle one at mine though and the candle wax smell that remains is less than fantastic.

the show is for an architecture event, this makes me more than slightly nervous as chances are i will know judgemental people who will be there and i'm not sure if i like the final outcome or not. i think the idea has merit, which is the interpretation of ten as a countdown dramatised by the burnt candles. i'm getting a frame made tomorrow and will have some power drilling to do on wed night.


buying out the ENTIRE display of birthday candles from coles draws more than a few stares. it was done sat during peak grocery shopping time as there was half an hour between my fire madness and the shops closing. this photo doesn't do the candle purchase justice...there are about 45-50 packs of candles here.

glue doesn't work. i had to puncture holes and drip wax for each one to get them to hold. sigh.

thankyou pauline for introducing me to the wonderful world of the gilmore girls. i have watched over half of season 1 back to back while making this thing.


easy does it.



i like the wax pools, it was unexpected but interesting. worried the legibility is a bit compromised though.



this is what i'm left with. is it good in theory only or should i submit it for the show?

this fire is out of control!

this was my weekend.

well this has been sufficiently awkward.

i cannot even bring myself to write the story that goes with this title. it is funny and tragic in equal parts leaving me with this melancholy as i watch bad boys on dvd.

today i almost became involved in some illegal staffing issue unbeknownst to me. this has now resolved itself into a merely awkward situation.

i STILL haven't been able to complete all of the gallery hoo-ha as my contact takes ages to reply to sms/phone calls/emails and i have these keys still. it may be your side project but it's not something you can just overlook!

i have 350 tales to tell about this gallery thing but it lends itself better to in-person recounting so i can add animated hand gestures and sputter alot. but there are a few pics for you canadians to check out. i sold some stuff which covered alot of the cost and i may be able to get some funding from work for another show so i'll be trying to do something before the end of the semester to make use of that.

i also think i have developed a speculatory inappropriate crush on my friend's son.

i need to leave the house more so that when i do i do not act like a fucking moron. i will not allow myself to hunt down that t-shirt that i love in the spirit of my sincere efforts to go out more. purely to be able to maintain some sort of grip on the few social skills that myspace has not stolen from me!

AAUGGGH. STRAIGHT. straight!!!

kitchen slash laundry

this place is only slightly cheaper than my overpriced apartment.
suddenly the mould problem i'm dealing with doesn't seem so unfortunate.
i don't think that alcove was designed for a mini front loader!

best. shirt. ever

this makes me happier than the sausage dog brooch and the 'i heart my job' shirt combined.


well maybe not combined but certainly in isolation.

the life of an art star

well the residency began with me falling down a step (one step, on a midway landing) and breaking half my body. my right knee/ankle/big toe has seen much better days. i am now limping through the city trying to carry canvas moving at the pace of unfit snails. this is EXACTLY how i envisioned kicking this thing off. my sister came to help me setup but kept talking to me about her hair and clothes etc. which was unfortunately what the painter guy next door heard at which point he shut his door (he left it open after i went over and said hi earlier). it's remained closed since. i met some other guys today too. guys who seem to be far too important to meet my basic greeting 'hi' 'silence'. they said 'cheers' when i held the door open after me but even then not breaking stride.

i am also paranoid about this one person there who has been less than helpful cause i met someone else today who is extremely helpful and turns out exact information i had requested from this other person was met with a 'yeah...we don't do that'. BUT THEY DO! auugh. thank god for friendly gay gentlemen. haha, who when discussing the other residents mentioned everyone and then said 'oh yeah. and the boys are over there' with a disparaging tone.

i've made some stuff and it's actually very relaxing being there in my own room with the door closed and my ipod on. the paint i bought is taking a while to dry though so i'm slightly worried about actually getting it all done in time. who knew that this idea of creating all the work in a week and then launching a show would be chaotic? there may have been some sort of oversight in this matter on my part.

my foot really hurts.