other bits of work

This is interesting

It's about a ruling to do with artist's intentions.

work one

Um ...

You know when you go to the kitchen or wherever to get something, but by the time you get there you've forgotten what you wanted, but when you go back to where you were when you wanted it you remember what it was again?* That's me on this blog. What the hell was I gonna say?

Cripes.

*NB could be just me. I hope not

! Help!

What should I call my show/video? It is a video of my working desk, like, a horizonatal pan of it. Then there's another horizontal pan (I mean a tracking shot, I guess) from a higher angle. Then one from a higher angle still. The desk has on it the fake objects I make out of Fimo along with the real objects and a bunch of normal working crap like pens and shit. Some things that you can see from the front you can't see from the top, and vice versa. Then the camera does a continuous aerial shot of the desk, stopping to 'look' at various things and framing them into compositions based on similarities between objects. All the while there are subtitles that get sillier and sillier as you go along, telling you how to look at the objects, and what to think about while you look at them.

It's fairly obscure.

You've got 10 hours to make suggestions.

Throw me a line here!

Have you ever seen this?

odd feeling in belly shock

I feel WEIRD.

What's that they say, I feel peculiar I think I should go outside or something?

I have all these projects still to be done. Yesterday I told my supervisor who is working full time and finishing his law degree on the weekends that the only way out is through.

Why can't I take my own advice?

Take it already! Jeez.

I made this

And then somebody bought it off me and put it in their dining room and sent me a picture of it on Facebook.

Teasing out step three

Teasing out step two

Teasing out step one

NLAANETMCAT (after What)

"But they don't say if you have too much, what will happen."

What kind of person, really? This guy could be fixing your roof. Watch out.

I am going to blog more.

Inhibitions, schminhibitions.

That is all.

I'm going through chan-ges

I looked at my keys yesterday and realised that the whole bunch has entirely changed from like four months ago. I have new studio keys, house keys, gallery keys and I've got rid of old house keys and work keys. I don't know my own keys. I have to examine them carefully every time I want to unlock something. Yes, this is a not veiled at all metaphor.

There are a lot of people leaving town/having left of late, and I haven't been very happy about it. I've been all, oh poor me, all my friends are abandoning me, wah wah wah. But I've got it together now. It makes space for all those new friends not yet known well enough and the old friends currently being neglected.

As you can see, everything is always all right and exactly as it would be in the best of all possible worlds. Or whatever the man says.

Loose End

I am not sure what to do with myself. So many big productions (shows x 2, new job begun, moving whole house, parental visit) just completed. So many big productions yet to be mounted. I am not sure where to start.

Perhaps I should do my tax. Or write my Asialink application. Or proposals for shows. Or go to the studio and do some work.

I am not sure. All of these things need doing.

Of course, I haven't seen the Simpsons movie yet ... is it any good?

The Other Show

This is the other show.

Go on, wish me luck!

But if you're in Fremantle, try this one instead. The bottom one with the great picture of Sam's work.

SMTD, SLT

I've acronymed the post title as it's faster.

Well, in the last two weeks I've installed two exhibitions, started a new job, and moved an entire house to a new house. It was heavy, too.

Good things are coming out of my show ... I've got group shows coming out of my ears now, studio visits. Fame and fortune to follow, fer shere. Any minute now.

*crickets*

Etc etc.

AAaaanyway.

I'm starting a book on who will win the 40,000-big-ones travelling scholarship I'm a finalist for. There are 24 of us and my money is on a top four that I've carefully assessed to be the most likely to win. It's abstract money, of course. I don't know how to run gambling so that it's risk-avoidant. Or whatever it's called. That would be something it'd be good to learn about.

My new house is also my old house. I lived here a year and a half ago, for a year. I must be growing up - now I only move house every 18 months instead of every year.

What Emma Did Next

She came down, that's what.

DIY DYK

Did You Know that you can get iron-on wood? It's veneer that comes in a strip with glue on the back and you just iron it onto another piece of board.

Iron-on carpentry, who'd'a thunk it? Mr Gorbachev, tear down those walls (between masculine and feminine expressions of the domestic, of course).

In other news, I am all underslept. So I had a nap this afternoon and I'm all whacked out now. Also, I made a clock out of Fimo that really tells time!

I've got cabin fever, a bit. So I'm off to be mildly social for a bit.