Its been a funny weekend. The sky was so so blue.
There is something strange that happens when the first days of solid sun come to Melbourne.
Couples break up, we all teeter on the edge of new life, new beginnings.
Yesterday was a funny day. I sported my 'clown' dress, with the palate of a lollipop.
Dubbed the 'colour bandit', I wandered the streets, hungover, in search of ginger beer, killer pythons and watching EVERYONE eat their ice creams. Frosty Fruits, Icy Poles and Cornettos.
I fought with my love, demanding more time from him. He is working too hard, im not working hard enough. We've been going out for a year, its heavenly, yet I selfishly demand more.
My mum is crazy.
She called me in the middle of the night last night because she knew i would answer. She lives on the Gold Coast and has just made a life changing decision to become a chef. She is working in a restaurant called 'flames' i think.
"hello darling" (slightly slurred speech)
"huh hhi mum" lying down, only just keeping phone to ear "whats wrong? is everything ok?"
"yes i just knew that if i called you in the middle of the night you would pick up... so can you call me on tuesday night? will you be home then?"
slightly enraged but too tired to talk "ok. um yeah ill be home. ill call you then..."
"kisses, i love you"
"i love you too mum, bye"
ooooh the pain.....party last night at the 411 studio... dancing til late and many many shenanigans...
so im hungover and at work.
sore head. sore legs. sore arms.
this weekend there is a pie festival at my house. i am the convener and administrator...
it is the 'inaugural annual festival of the pie 2007'
these are the participants pies:
i hope your weekends are as warm and delicious as mine!!!
xx
so im hungover and at work.
sore head. sore legs. sore arms.
this weekend there is a pie festival at my house. i am the convener and administrator...
it is the 'inaugural annual festival of the pie 2007'
these are the participants pies:
Granny's Fish Pie
Boysenberry Pie
Cheese Pie
Chicken and Vegetable Pie
Lentil Pommes Duchesses Pie
Lemon Merangue Pie
Beef and Mushroom Pie
Potato Artichoke and Leek Tart
Spinach and Cheese Pie (tbc)
YUM
and there will be prizes for:
Best Presentation
Best Vegetarian Pie
Best Savoury Pie
Best Sweet Pie
Best Story/Anecdote/Fact on 'Pie'
Best Original Adaptation of Pie Recipe/Original Pie recipe
Pie Cutting Competition
i hope your weekends are as warm and delicious as mine!!!
xx
Alright so today I am bored.
Yes. Three. Posts.
I thought I might revise my resolutions. There really isnt much that is more depressing than re-reading some poor attempt at motivation from six months ago...
1. finish my degree
i bailed and didnt even finish my major project. i took an extra ten weeks and i still couldnt do it. it was possibly the hardest time of my life and i ruined my whole summer. i think i have only just recovered from the trauma.
2. see more movies
this is a good one! ive seen way more movies this year. ive seen so many dvds highlights being good night and goodluck, the hustler (1961), heathers. oh so so many at the cinema, too many to bang on about. ok whats next...
3. get a goddam computer
uh. still working on that baby but it gets closer and closer the more i stay in this godforsaken place (work that is)...
4. year of the debt (recovery from)
well. IVE ALMOST PAID BACK ALL OF MY FRIENDS! this is amazing. it feels great. i know it sounds like im a sucker but because i was studying and everyone was working i was taking up loan offers left right and centre. now i only have, credit card, rmit, and department of infrastructure debts...
5. get a small business grant
well this is one thing that i went to 'see about' and realised i need to have a more refined proposal fro my ebay business. so ill just try and skip this one...
6. finish my degree (did i say that already?)
even more depressing when asked another time.
7. blog
here i am. my other blogs have become null and void though but thats ok...
8. do some more art
im dappling in drawing at the moment.
9. publish some illustrations
hmm. see above.
10. complete another architecture comission
well its underway, a house in northern nsw. its going to be excellent.
11. plan a trip for 2008
well. this one is currently in a planning phase. but hopefully i can get to tokyo, NY, london, paris, rome, sicily. ambitious? me?
now i actually have to do some work...
just listened to:
Jesus and the Mary Chain- my girl;
Silver Jews- pretty eyes;
Brian Eno- needles in the camels eye...
Yes. Three. Posts.
I thought I might revise my resolutions. There really isnt much that is more depressing than re-reading some poor attempt at motivation from six months ago...
1. finish my degree
i bailed and didnt even finish my major project. i took an extra ten weeks and i still couldnt do it. it was possibly the hardest time of my life and i ruined my whole summer. i think i have only just recovered from the trauma.
2. see more movies
this is a good one! ive seen way more movies this year. ive seen so many dvds highlights being good night and goodluck, the hustler (1961), heathers. oh so so many at the cinema, too many to bang on about. ok whats next...
3. get a goddam computer
uh. still working on that baby but it gets closer and closer the more i stay in this godforsaken place (work that is)...
4. year of the debt (recovery from)
well. IVE ALMOST PAID BACK ALL OF MY FRIENDS! this is amazing. it feels great. i know it sounds like im a sucker but because i was studying and everyone was working i was taking up loan offers left right and centre. now i only have, credit card, rmit, and department of infrastructure debts...
5. get a small business grant
well this is one thing that i went to 'see about' and realised i need to have a more refined proposal fro my ebay business. so ill just try and skip this one...
6. finish my degree (did i say that already?)
even more depressing when asked another time.
7. blog
here i am. my other blogs have become null and void though but thats ok...
8. do some more art
im dappling in drawing at the moment.
9. publish some illustrations
hmm. see above.
10. complete another architecture comission
well its underway, a house in northern nsw. its going to be excellent.
11. plan a trip for 2008
well. this one is currently in a planning phase. but hopefully i can get to tokyo, NY, london, paris, rome, sicily. ambitious? me?
now i actually have to do some work...
just listened to:
Jesus and the Mary Chain- my girl;
Silver Jews- pretty eyes;
Brian Eno- needles in the camels eye...
i had a delicious weekend down the coast in venus bay, almost prom country.
we knitted, ate, played jenga, drank wine, went to kongwak markets (highly recommended) and generally lazed about staying warm in the caravan and the combi and the bath house...
romy, anna and sarah performing contemporary
dance on the beach in venus bay, depicting the
'negative pleasure' principle of Emmanual Cant and
the sublime (delicately and eloquently explained to us by natalya) ...
sarah and romy playing on the jetty in tarwin lower,
a glassy river and a frosty sunset
above: sarah(left) and romy jump for the wildlife
-note roo's in the background
xxx
we knitted, ate, played jenga, drank wine, went to kongwak markets (highly recommended) and generally lazed about staying warm in the caravan and the combi and the bath house...
romy, anna and sarah performing contemporary
dance on the beach in venus bay, depicting the
'negative pleasure' principle of Emmanual Cant and
the sublime (delicately and eloquently explained to us by natalya) ...
sarah and romy playing on the jetty in tarwin lower,
a glassy river and a frosty sunset
above: sarah(left) and romy jump for the wildlife
-note roo's in the background
xxx
If I make this post look like a list, and write it in notepad first; I will feel less shit about writing it, instead of drawing details for louvers.
- Yesterday I finished reading 1984. I hadn’t read it before. It made me sad.
- There is a lot to do at my work. Last night I dreamt of louvers.
- At my work there are very very ugly mugs. I've kept the one I like on my desk all week, everyone else puts theirs in a 'grey tub' (of course it’s grey), and they are clean and in the cupboard by the next morning.
- I bring in my own tea; they don’t have earl grey here. Just the worst of the worst: Lipton.
- I am beginning to feel sad about my job.
- Everyone here is boring.
- Very boring. Nice- now only sometimes. But boring.
- Today I brought in raspberry lollies, I was going to bring my teeth lollies, but it would be wasted on the boring people who work here. Can you imagine everyone with fake teeth sitting at their desk that would be funny.
- There is an awkward moment every time you go to get a cup of tea; there are two self closing doors. And if you have cups you have to nudge them open in a very strategic manner otherwise the door will slam and there will be hot tea, water, and some squashed grapes all over you. Sometimes when people are walking through they hold the door for you. You have to say 'thanks'. I hate holding the door open for people when they aren’t holding anything. I just give it an extra shove so it stays open for a second longer but slams shut with extra force.
- Sometimes my ipod makes me feel better.
- Sometimes it makes me feel worse because everyone knows that I don’t want to listen to them talk about footy tipping.
- Sometimes I think about making tea cups.
- Yesterday morning while I was on the most packed tram there ever was an elderly man that got on the tram at the hospital, then a mid thirties man who was red-faced and angry got on the tram and pushed all of us really really hard to get through. He pushed the elderly man. The man fell like a power pole, slow and straight. Everyone put out their hands to catch him. The elderly man put his hand to the bridge of his nose for the rest of the tram ride, in agony or in sadness/embarrassment.
- This doesn’t really look like a list anymore.
- Today on the tram to St. Kilda Rd, at Flinders St (millions of people get on here) a pretty VCA girl got on the tram and a man in a bone coloured suit got on after her, she had her back up against the drivers cabin at the rear of the tram, he got on the tram, with his back to her. The man stood in front of her and then bent, hinged at the hips, and pushed his buttocks into her stomach/hips. She was small and he was enormous. I don’t even think he noticed her.
- Yesterday I finished reading 1984. I hadn’t read it before. It made me sad.
- There is a lot to do at my work. Last night I dreamt of louvers.
- At my work there are very very ugly mugs. I've kept the one I like on my desk all week, everyone else puts theirs in a 'grey tub' (of course it’s grey), and they are clean and in the cupboard by the next morning.
- I bring in my own tea; they don’t have earl grey here. Just the worst of the worst: Lipton.
- I am beginning to feel sad about my job.
- Everyone here is boring.
- Very boring. Nice- now only sometimes. But boring.
- Today I brought in raspberry lollies, I was going to bring my teeth lollies, but it would be wasted on the boring people who work here. Can you imagine everyone with fake teeth sitting at their desk that would be funny.
- There is an awkward moment every time you go to get a cup of tea; there are two self closing doors. And if you have cups you have to nudge them open in a very strategic manner otherwise the door will slam and there will be hot tea, water, and some squashed grapes all over you. Sometimes when people are walking through they hold the door for you. You have to say 'thanks'. I hate holding the door open for people when they aren’t holding anything. I just give it an extra shove so it stays open for a second longer but slams shut with extra force.
- Sometimes my ipod makes me feel better.
- Sometimes it makes me feel worse because everyone knows that I don’t want to listen to them talk about footy tipping.
- Sometimes I think about making tea cups.
- Yesterday morning while I was on the most packed tram there ever was an elderly man that got on the tram at the hospital, then a mid thirties man who was red-faced and angry got on the tram and pushed all of us really really hard to get through. He pushed the elderly man. The man fell like a power pole, slow and straight. Everyone put out their hands to catch him. The elderly man put his hand to the bridge of his nose for the rest of the tram ride, in agony or in sadness/embarrassment.
- This doesn’t really look like a list anymore.
- Today on the tram to St. Kilda Rd, at Flinders St (millions of people get on here) a pretty VCA girl got on the tram and a man in a bone coloured suit got on after her, she had her back up against the drivers cabin at the rear of the tram, he got on the tram, with his back to her. The man stood in front of her and then bent, hinged at the hips, and pushed his buttocks into her stomach/hips. She was small and he was enormous. I don’t even think he noticed her.
I want to go on that big Ferris wheel where the river bends... it looks so beautiful from the
Princes Bridge every night on the tram. It explodes in multi coloured fireworks incessantly.
Reflecting in the reading glasses of other passengers.
But I've heard it’s too bright up there, and you can’t see anything for all the lights flashing
and throbbing around your flying chair.
Princes Bridge every night on the tram. It explodes in multi coloured fireworks incessantly.
Reflecting in the reading glasses of other passengers.
But I've heard it’s too bright up there, and you can’t see anything for all the lights flashing
and throbbing around your flying chair.
The lost love's voice or touch triggers wanting, needing, craving in the same spots in the brain as those affected by cocaine.
I have a slither of view in the gap between the building I'm in and the building that I face.
If I crook my neck around to the left, I can see the West Gate Bridge, and if I lean forward and look left I can see the Power Station. With candy stripes on its tip. I can see the South Melbourne flats if I lean back on my chair dangerously and look left, with their 90s peach paint job.
I've been watching the clouds roll in in waves all morning. Sometimes I try and imagine the clouds like they appear in satellite images.
Looking in front of me, it’s so dark outside; I can see my reflection in the window like a mirror. My face sits insipid and translucent beyond the strands of fluffy grass I picked on site and chucked in a tumbler. The grass is at a height where it looks like its tickling my nose in the reflection. If I slouch it looks like it graces my head, an elegant fascinator.
Square fluorescent lights fly above me in rows, marching off in perfect perspective.
My face in amongst the beige, windowless, pre-cast concrete panels the building next door.
If I crook my neck around to the left, I can see the West Gate Bridge, and if I lean forward and look left I can see the Power Station. With candy stripes on its tip. I can see the South Melbourne flats if I lean back on my chair dangerously and look left, with their 90s peach paint job.
I've been watching the clouds roll in in waves all morning. Sometimes I try and imagine the clouds like they appear in satellite images.
Looking in front of me, it’s so dark outside; I can see my reflection in the window like a mirror. My face sits insipid and translucent beyond the strands of fluffy grass I picked on site and chucked in a tumbler. The grass is at a height where it looks like its tickling my nose in the reflection. If I slouch it looks like it graces my head, an elegant fascinator.
Square fluorescent lights fly above me in rows, marching off in perfect perspective.
My face in amongst the beige, windowless, pre-cast concrete panels the building next door.
you know you are bored when...
you have checked your favourite blobs at least three times each and they haven't been updated.
you have planned the next FIVE weekends. breakfast, lunch and dinner.
you have wandered back and forth from the kitchen twenty gazillion times only to realise there is no way you can drink more tea, so you have to tip out the last one mid way and make another one.
after reading every single 'news wire' you email your friends about what you all refer to as 'hunger wrath' at its extreme in a pizza restaurant in California (involving a machete).
you lament lost friendships whilst drawing purple lines in your ever friendly computer program.
you sit staring out the window waiting for the sparkling trickle of lights across the west gate bridge and write the time down to see if it was different from yesterday.
you wonder why you wanted to write golden gate bridge instead of west gate, you don't know anyone in San Francisco.
you wonder if it would be annoying to call your boyfriend again on his day off... only to whisper through the mouthpiece due to the proximity of everyone around you...
you wonder if it would be that harmful to come to work hungover again tomorrow.
maybe i wouldn't be so bored then.
you have checked your favourite blobs at least three times each and they haven't been updated.
you have planned the next FIVE weekends. breakfast, lunch and dinner.
you have wandered back and forth from the kitchen twenty gazillion times only to realise there is no way you can drink more tea, so you have to tip out the last one mid way and make another one.
after reading every single 'news wire' you email your friends about what you all refer to as 'hunger wrath' at its extreme in a pizza restaurant in California (involving a machete).
you lament lost friendships whilst drawing purple lines in your ever friendly computer program.
you sit staring out the window waiting for the sparkling trickle of lights across the west gate bridge and write the time down to see if it was different from yesterday.
you wonder why you wanted to write golden gate bridge instead of west gate, you don't know anyone in San Francisco.
you wonder if it would be annoying to call your boyfriend again on his day off... only to whisper through the mouthpiece due to the proximity of everyone around you...
you wonder if it would be that harmful to come to work hungover again tomorrow.
maybe i wouldn't be so bored then.
these are a few of my favourite things;
today;
watching window washers on buildings across from me
listening to music that would be completely inappropriate in the office on my ipod. eg. the cramps, sonic youth noise, the birthday party etc.
pranking people in the various other parts of the office. im sure they will catch on soon, but for now, while im new, ill do it some more.
sneaking out of the office when im hungover and eating a toasted sandwhich in an odd place across the road, coming back and no one notices.
last week;
playing uno with jack in the domain gardens in sydney and watching the 1000's of bats fly overhead, listening to their wings and sighs is beautiful
going to the brett whitely gallery in surrey hils and looking at all the beautiful things, his taxidermy birds and wind up chattering teeth
weaving through the rocks and touching all the old hand cut stone with so many stories
going to ariel bookstore late in the night time
watching tug boats nuzzle giant cargo ships filled with cars and guide them out of the harbour
generally;
eating teeth lollies, and alternating raspberry lollies and milk bottle lollies (so much better
than strawberries and cream)
earl grey tea and ginger snaps
massaman beef curry
mandarins
the microphones- the singers albumn.
taking photos on my heavy 1964 RICOH camera
meeting new little babies, fleischi are your twins here?
xx
today;
watching window washers on buildings across from me
listening to music that would be completely inappropriate in the office on my ipod. eg. the cramps, sonic youth noise, the birthday party etc.
pranking people in the various other parts of the office. im sure they will catch on soon, but for now, while im new, ill do it some more.
sneaking out of the office when im hungover and eating a toasted sandwhich in an odd place across the road, coming back and no one notices.
last week;
playing uno with jack in the domain gardens in sydney and watching the 1000's of bats fly overhead, listening to their wings and sighs is beautiful
going to the brett whitely gallery in surrey hils and looking at all the beautiful things, his taxidermy birds and wind up chattering teeth
weaving through the rocks and touching all the old hand cut stone with so many stories
going to ariel bookstore late in the night time
watching tug boats nuzzle giant cargo ships filled with cars and guide them out of the harbour
generally;
eating teeth lollies, and alternating raspberry lollies and milk bottle lollies (so much better
than strawberries and cream)
earl grey tea and ginger snaps
massaman beef curry
mandarins
the microphones- the singers albumn.
taking photos on my heavy 1964 RICOH camera
meeting new little babies, fleischi are your twins here?
xx
revolving doors are my new home on st kilda road. i go to draw buildings on the yarra, where there is every kind of tie, suit, pointy pump and watermelon tee. there is a sales and marketing department where i work. there are all the printers, stationary and all the resources i could ever want.
but there are ties, pointy shoes and swipey access cards. i feel very untidy and off colour amongst these fit, corporate people.
most are nice.
its day three over.
im still not sure what i think of it all yet. i sat through a meeting yesterday and laughed, out loud, at the situation i was in. very very odd. and very different from working for the struggling architects of the city.
on other news, julio is open and nice. there is still one thing to do, which is a little thing on the wall but go, go and eat and drink. 171 miller st, north fitz.
but there are ties, pointy shoes and swipey access cards. i feel very untidy and off colour amongst these fit, corporate people.
most are nice.
its day three over.
im still not sure what i think of it all yet. i sat through a meeting yesterday and laughed, out loud, at the situation i was in. very very odd. and very different from working for the struggling architects of the city.
***
on other news, julio is open and nice. there is still one thing to do, which is a little thing on the wall but go, go and eat and drink. 171 miller st, north fitz.
***
murray is back from two months in thailand. which is very excellent.
still in love.
thats all i guess.
im glad dell is back blogging.
she makes me want to blog.
lovelovelove
murray is back from two months in thailand. which is very excellent.
still in love.
thats all i guess.
im glad dell is back blogging.
she makes me want to blog.
lovelovelove
oh.
today is one of those days where the computer that i work on does that thing before a meeting and then you have to cancel. then you have to retrieve all the work you did today, somehow from the 'virtual' memory and dislodge it (i havent tried this yet).
its the shittest thing ever.
on the bright side i was looking at this lovely little blog by one stringbeanjean who had a go with yoko and john. tried that little formula that you used to justify a crush in early high school. inscribed in the front of your folder in amongst the posters of johnny depp or mark wahlberg.
i got 99% which is about right as we are stupendous.
i hope your 'straya day was fun. we had barbecues and then went and saw an odd line up which included st. helens at the tote. they were great. an all-star line up melbourne supergroup you could say...
today is one of those days where the computer that i work on does that thing before a meeting and then you have to cancel. then you have to retrieve all the work you did today, somehow from the 'virtual' memory and dislodge it (i havent tried this yet).
its the shittest thing ever.
on the bright side i was looking at this lovely little blog by one stringbeanjean who had a go with yoko and john. tried that little formula that you used to justify a crush in early high school. inscribed in the front of your folder in amongst the posters of johnny depp or mark wahlberg.
i got 99% which is about right as we are stupendous.
i hope your 'straya day was fun. we had barbecues and then went and saw an odd line up which included st. helens at the tote. they were great. an all-star line up melbourne supergroup you could say...
today was a day for a fruit retrieval mission.
we were out of peaches and nectarines.
i had found a peach tree on tuesday, with little fruit and i went to get the rest of it.
and then i decided to head a little further afield.
brunswick east provided. after all these years of struggle with the north
carlton 'pomegranates' and 'mirabella plums' (hardly satisfying)
i came across 'public' fat juicy nectarines, little apples, limes, and peaches.
all within reach!
soon the figs will be ready, i have a memory map of where they are.
i also met a nanna's cat and the biggest succulent i have ever seen (taller than me)
a good outing, as i dont get out much these days.
xx
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