Transitional Period.

Wanted to make a gif to show how I'm feeling but I got distracted and made these instead


In my head it was like that shitty screenwipe that's kinda wavy that often signifies a dream or drug use but I just did this and ran with it. Seems obvious to me, the top one is that headache where your heart is beating in your brain and the second is when you can feel it in your eyes. I didn't really intend to do that but I've had a lot of headaches lately.



Almost everything is packed but I'm so scared of everything. I might have to lock myself in my room with some supplies for a while once I'm back...I don't know how anything is going to work again.

Here's a cross section of everything I've done this summer.

I've tried to show timelines for my gifs (as it's kinda hard to print out animation) and the process of deconstructing an image through compression. I will make notes on all of these things when I get everything sorted. Even though I've spent most of the summer living my Linklater Slacker fantasy online I've actually done quite a lot, which I guess means that I really am at home with digital art.

Sim City

A combination of extreme boredom and this article and extreme boredom have lead me to playing Sim City.

WHY DOES EVERYTHING I LOVE HAVE TO BURN?

Since finishing all my work, I found out that student life isn't that exciting when there's nothing to avoid doing. I'm thinking about going home soon, which will inevitably lead to more  boredom, but hey, I've got an N64.
Maybe I should do what that guy did and spend my whole summer planning out an epic sim city. But my boredom threshold is very low so there goes that one.
Ah, summer, don't ya just love it?

Back to uni.

THIS IS HOW I LIVE

Also I have three weeks left to do pretty much everything.

Am I going to do it?

It's doubtful.

Notes from an Exhibition.

So anyway, I did a minor exhibition the other week. No biggy.

I've not actually "produced" anything this year, and it feels good. Basically my room of the exhibition was just the pots I "aquired" from the old Weatherby's factory in Hanley.

Visually, I like it. It's minimal, without the architectural quality of minimalism. And cliché as it sounds I love found objects.
I'm bored of the "theme" though, I have long since ceased to care about local history, but that's pretty irrelevant now. I'm going to focus on the objects now, and hopefully go to Weatherby's again.
I have two weeks left. Oh shit.

Good News For Bad Reviews.

That was the title of my first ever art show. Foundation degrees definitely count as an art show, before you ask. Casting my mind back I'm a total genius. Spending 12 weeks meticulously planning and executing paintings on 12" vinyl then hiding them in a 1950's cabinet is a very clever thing to do. Of course it was rather a fluke, simply a way of showing my work in a less than obvious way, and certainly not an artistic statement.

Back to the present day, I got my result for semester one back the other day and I must say I'm pretty pleased with myself. For someone who spent most of the last three months procrastrinating, dating, drinking and generally avoiding work, a 9 is an excellent achievement. I was one mark away from a 2:1 in my first term and I barely did anything. Well that's not exactly true, I did think a lot, or I wouldn't have got a decent grade, but I definitely thought too much without putting my ideas into action. Story of my life (probably)

Still I'm pretty pleased with myself. My tutor said I could get much higher (if I put the effort in), and that my ideas are very sophisticated. Hell yeah. The report also said that I have "a certain quirkiness" which makes me seem like some sort of indie girl but I'll let that pass... So anyway, now I know I'm on the right tracks I'm motivated to put the hours in at the office, so to speak.

There's a lot of exciting potential for this term, providing I don't let my personal life get in the way. Hopefully all my ideas will come to magnificent fruition by the end of this semester and my curation module is shaping up to be rather good, if not a lot of hard work (the good kind).

And I'm going to Prague in two weeks, Czech me out! I really hope they sell t-shirts with that on. I am going to drink so much pilsner, straropramen and budvar, I'm missing the days of my Czech lager obsession already.