Just a note,

obviously my sentences are lacking in structure and have no grammar and trail off or never finish or pop up in the middle of things BUT this is just a working space for me, not something highly polished :)

Sunday, May 17, 2009

creating spaces

"Don't look for the disco ball and laser light show, look for the light on light off"


or put sunglasses on it.I had a talk with tim the other night about things and stuff and life in general. Mostly about how i keep everything, i have so much STUFF and i love it. I like decorating my room and making little personal spaces that i feel comfortable in. It stressed me out so much moving in to a house where i had nothing and we weren't meant to put posters on the wall. I collect lots of little things I like and make them into an interesting bunch of amandaness. yay for me.
My artwork seems to be a bit disjointed, i like only certain parts of it like the hair on the mirror, the lips collage, and a few of the photographs. I like the dampness and wet, the grotesque hair, the references to the body, the bathroom. None of these things stand alone as a work for me so i thought maybe i should apply what I do in my personal spaces to my artwork and create an environment with aspects of all of my little art works. I would like a space like my bedroom or a bathroom, somewhere with more artificial light, darkness, water, dirt, damp, enclosed. Pretty much somewhere unlike my studio which is bright white with sunlight spilling through.

Unrelated junk...
Blu Tac. I went to buy some blu tac to stick all of the doodles to the wall and seriously, what the fuck is blu tac? Its rubbery plasticy shite, probably raping the environment with its production. I never thought about it like that until i calculated my carbon footprint here and found that it will take 1.5 planet earths to sustain my lifestyle... that is quite depressing. What else is interesting... walking to the bus stop and seeing fat little children with arms full of pies and chips for breakfast, or eating an entire packet of squiggle tops. Child abuse! I took my takeaway mocha into the bathroom with me and knocked it onto the floor so it was covered in sludgy brown spalshes like chronic dihorrhea. so gutted. I heart huckabees, why had i not wached that until now? I love the scene with the family that had taken a Sudanese orphan into their home, so funny! and people are so like that...

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