i was thinking of having a balcony picnic one day but after the very crappy reception we got when we had our housewarming weekend i don't think i'll bother. i know its a whole 1hr 30mins from sydney but really...

i'll have to go check out HMV then. i'll have to save up for them, being at HMV they will probably be quite expensive.esp the t&s one.

when you said mount everest i though mount franklin and saw you sliding down a giant bottle of water.

Hey
HMV Sydney store have got Waifs with an apple on the cover & also Tegan & Sara If It Was You

I was doing some deep relaxation meditation & whilst relaxing I saw myself giant sized sliding down Mount Everest I was all floloppy...cool huh?
I am in a brown funk this afternoon my spirit seems to be sinking...

if anyone finds the waifs debut album can you tell me where? it has an apple on the cover. i have all of them except that one, the first one and in a way it's the best one.
a ruler just fell off my lap, i don't know how it got there in the first place. weird.

oh and if anyone finds any Tegan and Sara albums tell me where they are too. they are a canadian band.
i might try borders when i'm down in the holidays.

sometimes you just feel as if the whole world is gooey. nice, simple, and gooey. you feel like it's warm and the people around you actually like you - even if they don't - it's still feels that way. and then sometimes it feels cold and hard. but still nice enough to live in.

its raining again today. just want to rug up and listen to music or watch videos. there's nothing stopping me from doing this but i feel guilty.

gay people in newcastle are pretty anti-social. at least in sydney they talk to eachother.

http://www.jeepster.co.uk/belleandsebastian/

Beautiful - Belle and Sebastian

She lay in bed all night watching the morning change
She lay in bed all night watching the colours change
She lay in bed all night watching the colours change into green and gold

The doctor told her years ago that she was ill
The doctor told her years ago to take a pill
The doctor told her years ago that she'd go blind if she wasn't careful

They let Lisa go blind
The world was at her feet and she was looking down
They let Lisa go blind
But everyone she knew thought she was beautiful
Only slightly mental
Beautiful, a bit temperamental
Beautiful, only slightly mental
Beautiful

She thought it would be fun to try photography
She thought it would be fun to try pornography
She thought it would be fun to try most anything
She was tired of sleeping

They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind
She's looking like a queen
But if you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be a thousand barren mothers there to talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be two hundred troubled teenagers to sit with her
And to talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
What's going on in her life
What's going on in her life
There would be a documentary on Radio 4

She made herself a pair of orthopaedic shoes
She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues
She mad herself a pair of orthopaedic shoes
But she walked with a limp

i handed in my assignment and my teacher said it was 'very sexy'. i was the only one to hand it in on time too. I gave my speech as well and it seemed to go ok.
that new crappy pirate kids show is on now. good for a laugh.
can't wait to visit sydney in the holidays. i think i'll go and do the gallery thing for a few days and soak up the city.

update on the zine.
there's only been a little interest in this. so far three people have said they might like to write an article or contribute pictures. it would be fun to have people from other countries involved but i don't know how to go about that as i don't currently know anyone from another country. so if you happen to be from another country leave me a message or something.

'believe it or not, george isn't at home so leave a message after the tone, i must be out or i'd answer the phone, where could i be? believe it or not i'm not home'

right. so anyway, i'm only going for an A4 page this time, i thought about half that size but small fonts discourage people to read things. i've also thought about printing it on scrap paper but then i'd have to change the paper in the photcopier and that's just a bit too much to deal with really.
i haven't really put much thought into what i want the articles to be about but perhaps just current issues like what you might want for lunch, movies reviews, short stories and poems about talking fish, recipe's, dictionary definitions for really weird words. i might draw up some ideas for short comic strips too.
think i'll write an article on the art of procratination - i'm getting pretty good at it.

pop art.
'young and sexy' Richard Hamilton

Pop Art brought back what abstract art had banished, the figurative world of objects that had been abandoned for the purpose of greater realism, and this was done in the most direct and powerful way imaginable.
At the end of the 50s, Pop Art, which had simultaneously developed in England and America, declared the everyday objects of modern life to be art works. The Pop artists drew ideas from everywhere and quoted images of popular mass culture, popular press, advertising, magazines, movies and product packaging.
The artists competed with the image media, which were starting to invade and dominate everyday life, by integrating the tidal wave of imagery from the media in their own works. ?Images from images?, these works were no longer devised but the artist.
Pop art was familiar and comprehensible to the public, unlike the elite art of abstraction; nobody had to be afraid of art because insider knowledge and education were not required. This art became very popular among young people as they knew and recognised the images. Art had suddenly become fresh and contemporary and no longer something that belonged in a museum.
On one hand artists like Richard Hamilton, Claes Oldenburg, David Hockney and Andy Warhol, wanted things to speak for themselves and on the other served as a popular mass culture where the soup cans, Coca-Cola bottles, and washing powder packages became the new superstars of art.

- so that's 241 words, how much more can i really say?

Music that makes you feel any kind of emotion ultimately becomes part of you and who you are. The lyrics say things about your life, you make them your own words. So if a song makes you feel angry or sad should you stop listening to it or use it as a gauge for your feelings? If one week a song makes you feel sad and the next it blends into the background does that mean you are longer sad or that you have become too familiar with the feeling of sadness. The emotional effect of music and lyrics can sometimes be so powerful that you completely let it take over you, you want to feel the music, you want to dance, - even if you can?t dance very well according to those who claim to be ?good? at dancing. So when you dance and feel the music is a response to the music or a response to the feeling you get from the music? i think the latter holds more weight. If you like the music, if it makes you feel good, you get up and dance, but it you hate the music, if it makes you feel sick inside then you won't dance.
I could draw up a timeline of my life and place songs along that line to represent my attitudes towards life and myself at those particular points. It would tell a story about me but this story would be bias. Now, if I asked someone has known me all my life to draw my timeline for me they would pick out songs they know I?ve liked. But liking a song is different to having an emotional connection with it. So the first timeline, that I have made, will be an emotional roller coaster through my life, but the second, the one made by a friend or acquaintance will be stereotyped by the sort of person I am seen to be.
Musical taste can say a lot about a person, but it goes further than that, but people don?t know enough about each other to see that. Music is intimate, even if you?re standing in a crowd of ten thousand, it sends a different message and feeling to everyone that hears it.

tribute to jara.

ok so sometimes it was great
and sometimes it wasn't
but most of the time it was
sometimes we had money for coffee
and sometimes only one of us did and shouted the other
and one day we joined the gym
eventhough we didn't intend to
and so we went three times a week
maybe sometimes four
but then we got lazy
and went out for indian instead
we got banned from the good indian place
cos we liked to share one dish
we once survived soley on sugar
we once didn't talk for months
we once 'went out'
we once learnt trapeze
and we once decided we weren't straight
we drank lots of wine
you passed out on the grass
we went on a roadtrip to newcastle
you fell in the grass
i'd be here for years
if i wrote about all our adventures
[like the trip to woolworthes
when it turned out to be was closed]
i'd be here for hours
so i'll just say
i miss you jara

i just recieved evidence that if something is posted in perth at 6pm 19th may 2003 it will arrive in newcastle on the 22nd may 2003 and in my letterbox at 9am (ish - depending on the wheely cart lady)

a letter from jara if you haven't guessed.

i'm going to see if there is mail. mail always makes me cheery - unless it's a bill of course.

today is not an inspiring day to be doing art hsitory assignments, but then again it's only early. I've typed half a page on surrealism. I am trying to get into a studious mood but it's not working, maybe if i put on my reading glasses i will feel smarter and more able.

my new design project is to make four non-representive works and use four of the 7 deadly sins as the themes.
i have chosen..
wrath - strong, stern, or fierce anger; resentful indignation
lust - 1. passionate or overmastering desire. 2. sexual desire or appetite. 3. to have strong or inordinate desire; esp. sexual desire
sloth - sluggish; indolent; lazy.
pride - 1.high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority. 2. the state or feeling of being proud. 3.self respect. 4. the best or most admired part of anything. 5. to indulge or plume in a feeling of pride.

oh ryan you came you fix-ed my blog-ee
now i've got to have some din-ee

i just built a bookcase but because we don't have a power drill i had to manually screw in all the screws with a screwdriver. now i have a blister on the tip of my right middle finger. it hurts to type. blisters are horrible.

thanks ryan.

I have moved to a buff and snazzy new URL

we were going to go to the park today and sit on the fluffy green grass but the clouds looked pretty sinister. that reminds me of a belle and sebastian album and that lisa still has mine.

oh, and thanks howie for setting the kitchen clock to turn on at midnight last night. it was pretty scary actually but sort of nice at the same time because the song was that 'you are beautiful' one.

this morning i have done more work then i have in the last two years. theory work. writing and reading books and jotting down notes to form paragraphs. I finished two bits out of 20. I wrote about The Fauvist movement and Henri Matisse. He was pretty much the head guy of the fauvist movements. 'fauve' means wild beast. they were called that because of their use of primary colours. yep.

i wish natalie knew how much i love her.

i want to start a Zine. i have looked long at hard in every newsagency to find a magazine that actually has interesting articles and nice looking pictures. but all i have found is gossip, advertising and offensive skinny people. so, that where's the zine comes in. bobby has already said he'll write something for the for issue, i will have to i guess, but i think i need a few more bits and pieces to work with. i don't have a camera to play with so there won't be any nice pictures in the first issue. unless i use some old ones....that could work. i don't have a name yet but i could just not have a name or have a box at the top to write your own name in. maybe that would make it more personal and a bit interesting. i'm even wanting to pick it up now and it hasn't even been made yet.
robert, ryan and kaia visited today. it was fun. you really find out who are your real friends when you move far away because they are the only ones that can be bothered to come see you. all the others only like being your friends when its conviniant (sp?) or you're providing free alcohol and chippies.
my mother sent up some soup and juice.
i wish life was as easy as soup and juice.

i think saturday morning rove on the radio is a bit much. having him in your livingroom on the telly is one thing but the possibilty of hearing his voice in the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom (the list goes on) is a bit too much. he's a funny guy but when i turn on the radio i want to hear music, so unless he is about to dive into the music industry i don't want to know. the radio takes away some of his comic value too, you need to see the guy to enjoy him for plain simple fact that he's a funny looking person. he's short, he has a weird nose, and he has that boyish smirk. without the visual he just sounds like a dog racing announcer.

PEOPLE ARE STUPID...........
*spunky = myself

(9days) says:
hello. i havent talked to you in ages!
spunky says:
yeah i was in a coma
(9days) says:
you were?
spunky says:
yeah i fell while playing an interstate soccer match and got kicked in the head because they thought i was the ball.....
(9days) says:
oh shit. *hugs* how long were you in a coma for?
spunky says:
no time at all.
spunky says:
sorry just thought like messing/
(9days) says:
lol

coffee is the sweet necter which brings me to life. in other words, i really like coffee. i haven't had 8 a day since year 10. the old days, where sleep was a myth and you could survive on sugar and coffee.

what's with the 2 coffees? 8 a day is a bad habit you need to wean yourself off slowly - 7 a day then 6 then 5 etc. perhaps this might explain your post on 30/4 - your stomach of the swirling ocean???

so after two coffee's this morning my stomach is not coping. you'd think it would be used to it after the 8 a day faze.

i'm going to play harry potter uno now and eat some popcorn.
have a nice day.
the time setting on the is blog isn't right, i'll fix it later.