and i thought id show you my back stairs, just to lighten things up a little...
i love them.
i love them.
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
ive decided to work at home, that way i have more chance of starting work at an early hour and finishing at a late hour...
thats how it will work isnt it?
ive had a sad couple of days, no money, lots of bills, too much study, too nice a holiday, abandonment by my business partner (i am now on my own)
next week i have a job interview will the devil. a large company that will pay me money. but alas, i may have to sell my soul for six months.
im still in love though so thats keeping me alive.
enough with the procrastination...
happy wednesday.
xxx
thats how it will work isnt it?
ive had a sad couple of days, no money, lots of bills, too much study, too nice a holiday, abandonment by my business partner (i am now on my own)
next week i have a job interview will the devil. a large company that will pay me money. but alas, i may have to sell my soul for six months.
im still in love though so thats keeping me alive.
enough with the procrastination...
happy wednesday.
xxx
1. finish my degree
2. see more movies
3. get a goddam computer
4. year of the debt (recovery from)
5. get a small business grant
6. finish my degree (did i say that already?)
7. blog
8. do some more art
9. publish some illustrations
10. complete another architecture comission
11. plan a trip for 2008
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
i had a perfect new years in a caravan down at venus bay. not just any caravan, but a 1960s caravan, that was once an aeroplane fuselage... it was magnificent. there was mojitos, beach, stars, and other things.
now i am wel rested after a two week break, half in venus bay, half in halliday bay (central queensland).
i hope you all had a lovely holiday, and that all tensions were averted.
lovelovelove
p.s. this heat may easiliy whip me out of my relaxed state in no time!
2. see more movies
3. get a goddam computer
4. year of the debt (recovery from)
5. get a small business grant
6. finish my degree (did i say that already?)
7. blog
8. do some more art
9. publish some illustrations
10. complete another architecture comission
11. plan a trip for 2008
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
i had a perfect new years in a caravan down at venus bay. not just any caravan, but a 1960s caravan, that was once an aeroplane fuselage... it was magnificent. there was mojitos, beach, stars, and other things.
now i am wel rested after a two week break, half in venus bay, half in halliday bay (central queensland).
i hope you all had a lovely holiday, and that all tensions were averted.
lovelovelove
p.s. this heat may easiliy whip me out of my relaxed state in no time!
its been a while.
sorry.
im so up and down at the moment, my life is like a flight to hobart, one hour, ten trips a day, up, down, sideways, bumpy, soaring (enough with the analogy)... i think (know) its tiring to the people around me.
on friday night i worked til 4am. and went and banged (beeped) on the door of my love and slept. i woke to pancakes (under my onlooking instruction) and constant encouragement.
amidst the 'i cant do this' (re: uni deadline) blurry tears i got so many smiles, maple syrup and encouragement. just the right amounts of stern looks and sympathy
this is how i still exist.
people out there still have faith in me... and they love me (though im sure im trying them...) ... and that is what matters.
the cafe that murray and i (we are calling ourselves i-i) have designed is currently being built. its the first time anything that i have designed has been built without being overseen. its an amazing feeling. and nerve wracking. the rest of the project is nearly drawn...
and the cafe will be made, done, dusted, glittering, [all with flattering light so you can have dates there] and ready in 4-6weeks. see you there for ten coffees all summer.
my project is good. its a little undercooked and a little overwrought, but its good. just good though not excellent. on friday i sat at the computer with two helpers, holding back the breakdown and staring absently for 18hours. its hard. ive had enough. 7 years of architecture is too long. hanging over my head like a saggy kite with no wind.
my other projects include, a vintage clothing business and website under construction. we have been buying stock, washing, cleaning, making tags, making stamps, sorting, photographing, playing dress ups and generally having so much fun. im doing that with my friend Karen. we start on ebay this week, its a little rough but still excellent and our site will be up in Jan. and will be FANtastic. we are called Lalka & Prince.
um. thats all.
been doing a drawing a day to keep the blues away. i like drawing animals at the moment... this is a nice one...
lovelovelovelove.
p.s. its a coyote not a wolf.
sorry.
im so up and down at the moment, my life is like a flight to hobart, one hour, ten trips a day, up, down, sideways, bumpy, soaring (enough with the analogy)... i think (know) its tiring to the people around me.
on friday night i worked til 4am. and went and banged (beeped) on the door of my love and slept. i woke to pancakes (under my onlooking instruction) and constant encouragement.
amidst the 'i cant do this' (re: uni deadline) blurry tears i got so many smiles, maple syrup and encouragement. just the right amounts of stern looks and sympathy
this is how i still exist.
people out there still have faith in me... and they love me (though im sure im trying them...) ... and that is what matters.
the cafe that murray and i (we are calling ourselves i-i) have designed is currently being built. its the first time anything that i have designed has been built without being overseen. its an amazing feeling. and nerve wracking. the rest of the project is nearly drawn...
and the cafe will be made, done, dusted, glittering, [all with flattering light so you can have dates there] and ready in 4-6weeks. see you there for ten coffees all summer.
my project is good. its a little undercooked and a little overwrought, but its good. just good though not excellent. on friday i sat at the computer with two helpers, holding back the breakdown and staring absently for 18hours. its hard. ive had enough. 7 years of architecture is too long. hanging over my head like a saggy kite with no wind.
my other projects include, a vintage clothing business and website under construction. we have been buying stock, washing, cleaning, making tags, making stamps, sorting, photographing, playing dress ups and generally having so much fun. im doing that with my friend Karen. we start on ebay this week, its a little rough but still excellent and our site will be up in Jan. and will be FANtastic. we are called Lalka & Prince.
um. thats all.
been doing a drawing a day to keep the blues away. i like drawing animals at the moment... this is a nice one...
lovelovelovelove.
p.s. its a coyote not a wolf.
things that have happened in the last month:
i have fallen in love
i have started a business in vintage clothing
i have learnt the value of garage sale'in in brighton/elsternwick
i have learnt that i too easily and quickly try to fix old hurts and it doesnt work that well
i have become more honest to myself
i have learnt that no matter how hard i try i am too easily tempted by pretty things and as a result never have any money
i have lost all interest in university
i have designed a cafe (with murray)
i have done the best drawings of my life, of little animals
i have learnt that what little i do know about music is a scratch on the surface of a hair on an ape
i have become more anxious about finishing the year and generally more anxious
i have learnt to accept compliments a little easier
i have learnt that next to most people i am insanely domesticated and this scares some people quite a bit...
i turn 25 in approximately 3 weeks.
scary. and im going to be a bridesmaid.
hope you are well blobbers.
where did the year go?
i have fallen in love
i have started a business in vintage clothing
i have learnt the value of garage sale'in in brighton/elsternwick
i have learnt that i too easily and quickly try to fix old hurts and it doesnt work that well
i have become more honest to myself
i have learnt that no matter how hard i try i am too easily tempted by pretty things and as a result never have any money
i have lost all interest in university
i have designed a cafe (with murray)
i have done the best drawings of my life, of little animals
i have learnt that what little i do know about music is a scratch on the surface of a hair on an ape
i have become more anxious about finishing the year and generally more anxious
i have learnt to accept compliments a little easier
i have learnt that next to most people i am insanely domesticated and this scares some people quite a bit...
i turn 25 in approximately 3 weeks.
scary. and im going to be a bridesmaid.
hope you are well blobbers.
where did the year go?
our house is turning into a reagular menagerie... we have a rabbit and fish, which is highly normal. our downstairs neighbour has two snakes, slippery and judy, and two tropical parrots ruby and max.
now we are getting two chickens.
bill, our downstairs neighbour, has a friend who breeds chickens and we are going to have some...
i cant wait to have fresh eggs... and little chickens clucking about. saving up eggs for a cake will be the best part of my week.
lovelovelovelove
p.s. Q&A re: blogging ettiquite. are you responsible for the feelings of the people who read your blog? how do you negate expressing your feelings? do you censor your blog to make people who may read it happy?
now we are getting two chickens.
bill, our downstairs neighbour, has a friend who breeds chickens and we are going to have some...
i cant wait to have fresh eggs... and little chickens clucking about. saving up eggs for a cake will be the best part of my week.
lovelovelovelove
p.s. Q&A re: blogging ettiquite. are you responsible for the feelings of the people who read your blog? how do you negate expressing your feelings? do you censor your blog to make people who may read it happy?
the days are glorious dont you think? and the nights are cold.
but clear.
i was sad when i woke this morning and there were grey clouds and wind... little did i know that it would clear to become beautiful later...
the view is delightful... deee-lightful. and i am decidedly chipper. happy little vegemite even. rosy cheeks and vegemite in the corners of my mouth (actually im not really into vegemite)
ive been getting cups of tea and sunshine on the back steps, and though i am procrastinating from the eminent doom of school i am really happy about everything else.
some money is coming my way. sometimes i think there really is someone looking after me. above, or maybe its all here. there are people looking after me here. not in some esoteric after 'above' world but right here and now.
just when you think you are going to die of all things money related there is an almightly job offer and a little money comes your way. it somehow always happens this way.
its just lucky i guess.
this week also marks the return of regular meals, the return of my 'special needs' diet (no gluten or dairy) and the return of dinner club (of which i am president). getting paid means a nastily large trip to coles to buy all the things that are dwindling and to buy the very best trolley full from the meditteranean grocer. plus a market shop for exceptional seasonal veggies, eg. asparagus! this makes me happy.
this week: week of food.
plus after a brief break (well maybe not brief) WAYDT is back. after a year of servicing the melbourne cuties...
so stay tuned for some recepies, and general fun things to do.
im off to read the paper on the tram and pay my late rent!
lovelovelovelove
but clear.
i was sad when i woke this morning and there were grey clouds and wind... little did i know that it would clear to become beautiful later...
the view is delightful... deee-lightful. and i am decidedly chipper. happy little vegemite even. rosy cheeks and vegemite in the corners of my mouth (actually im not really into vegemite)
ive been getting cups of tea and sunshine on the back steps, and though i am procrastinating from the eminent doom of school i am really happy about everything else.
some money is coming my way. sometimes i think there really is someone looking after me. above, or maybe its all here. there are people looking after me here. not in some esoteric after 'above' world but right here and now.
just when you think you are going to die of all things money related there is an almightly job offer and a little money comes your way. it somehow always happens this way.
its just lucky i guess.
this week also marks the return of regular meals, the return of my 'special needs' diet (no gluten or dairy) and the return of dinner club (of which i am president). getting paid means a nastily large trip to coles to buy all the things that are dwindling and to buy the very best trolley full from the meditteranean grocer. plus a market shop for exceptional seasonal veggies, eg. asparagus! this makes me happy.
this week: week of food.
plus after a brief break (well maybe not brief) WAYDT is back. after a year of servicing the melbourne cuties...
so stay tuned for some recepies, and general fun things to do.
im off to read the paper on the tram and pay my late rent!
lovelovelovelove
im working more that i had hoped and neglecting school and getting nervous
and im crossing a river everyday and reading the paper every morning on the tram (so i miss the crossing of the river bit) and elbowing people and getting shirty at tram inspectors.
im walking around staring at all the toorak trash, and buying coffees, feeling like im on top of things a little more.
im getting sad about reminiscence, and getting angry about sudden turnarounds, and getting frustrated cause i need to do washing. in my case today, neccessity bred invention, and im not too worried about my outfit. the dark depths of the wardrobe came up with a spring favourite or two.
im missing the steam from my mouth but i know its coming back next week, and im enjoying the heat the sun makes on my black clothes in south yarra streets.
ive started carrying a comb around with me, a little black one.
ive stopped crying.
i have too much on. i want to start a small business, i want to op shop all day long, i want to illustrate and photograph and paint. i want to make buildings too.
but for now ill hide in the corners of the south yarra tree lined back streets and make some money drawing south side homes...
tonight: there is an opening at platform, and if you read the paper on the tram today like i did, there is a great and funny article on juliana ACCA.
have a nice sunny day while it lasts
lveolovelvovleovelovlove
and im crossing a river everyday and reading the paper every morning on the tram (so i miss the crossing of the river bit) and elbowing people and getting shirty at tram inspectors.
im walking around staring at all the toorak trash, and buying coffees, feeling like im on top of things a little more.
im getting sad about reminiscence, and getting angry about sudden turnarounds, and getting frustrated cause i need to do washing. in my case today, neccessity bred invention, and im not too worried about my outfit. the dark depths of the wardrobe came up with a spring favourite or two.
im missing the steam from my mouth but i know its coming back next week, and im enjoying the heat the sun makes on my black clothes in south yarra streets.
ive started carrying a comb around with me, a little black one.
ive stopped crying.
i have too much on. i want to start a small business, i want to op shop all day long, i want to illustrate and photograph and paint. i want to make buildings too.
but for now ill hide in the corners of the south yarra tree lined back streets and make some money drawing south side homes...
tonight: there is an opening at platform, and if you read the paper on the tram today like i did, there is a great and funny article on juliana ACCA.
have a nice sunny day while it lasts
lveolovelvovleovelovlove
my weekend was too big.
too big to remember exactly what it was i did, exactly what was it that i did for four days.
lets see.
wednesday, i didnt sleep... because on thursday, i had a presentation in front of boy architects talking about this and that...train stations and suburbs... but all i really wanted to talk about was this:
why dont blind people play the accordian on trains anymore? and why dont people wear hats on trains anymore? and why do i procastinate by doing things like decorating my mouse pad?:
...then because i hadnt slept and hadnt eaten cause i had a presentation- i had beer.
and then because i hadnt eaten, and i hadnt had sleep and i had beer- i got drunk.
friday i slept. friday night i went to see some famous japanese architect talk about their funky houses that have sweeping forms and big ceilings. their designs are purely forms built around regualtions and they are beautiful.
then on friday night i had more beer. and what tasmanians call 'pyjamas'. aka spaghetti and cheese jaffles.
saturday i slept. and lazed about. alllll day. trying not to think about all the projects i suddenly have.
saturday i had a beautiful thai dinner in the nicest house in melbourne. miss karen cooked up a storm. then off to party, too many bottles of wine to myself later i was dancing and there were drunken boys falling on me left right and centre.
sunday i slept.
and all this culminated in the most delicious cherry and almond pie i have ever made!
and so now after all that party-ing and pie eating i feel like a wind-up toy, an steam train tin wind up toy, all ready to go! ready to jump in and start designing my thesis project....
yours truly
until sleep club resumes,
lovelovelove
too big to remember exactly what it was i did, exactly what was it that i did for four days.
lets see.
wednesday, i didnt sleep... because on thursday, i had a presentation in front of boy architects talking about this and that...train stations and suburbs... but all i really wanted to talk about was this:
why dont blind people play the accordian on trains anymore? and why dont people wear hats on trains anymore? and why do i procastinate by doing things like decorating my mouse pad?:
...then because i hadnt slept and hadnt eaten cause i had a presentation- i had beer.
and then because i hadnt eaten, and i hadnt had sleep and i had beer- i got drunk.
friday i slept. friday night i went to see some famous japanese architect talk about their funky houses that have sweeping forms and big ceilings. their designs are purely forms built around regualtions and they are beautiful.
then on friday night i had more beer. and what tasmanians call 'pyjamas'. aka spaghetti and cheese jaffles.
saturday i slept. and lazed about. alllll day. trying not to think about all the projects i suddenly have.
saturday i had a beautiful thai dinner in the nicest house in melbourne. miss karen cooked up a storm. then off to party, too many bottles of wine to myself later i was dancing and there were drunken boys falling on me left right and centre.
sunday i slept.
and all this culminated in the most delicious cherry and almond pie i have ever made!
and so now after all that party-ing and pie eating i feel like a wind-up toy, an steam train tin wind up toy, all ready to go! ready to jump in and start designing my thesis project....
yours truly
until sleep club resumes,
lovelovelove
when i was five i had a crush on a boy who was extremely cute. Adam. I remember I liked him because he was cute, agile (good at jumping from bench to bench in the plyaground) and his name started with A. I thought that was a good sign.
when i was seven i had my second most biggest crush. his name was Gavin. Its only now i realise that rhymes with Adam. Gavin and Cameron were coasties, they were bad, so bad they were good at catch and kiss. They were junior lifesavers, and blonde and brown.
when i was ten i had a crush on a boy called Lee. Lee Miot. Lee was cute too. One day he was playing soccer on the ashphalt and all the boys fell on him. he smashed his mouth on the gravely tar and his two front teeth fell out. I can remember him running to the office past us all, two teeth cupped in his hands at his chin, and the bloody spit falling on the playground in blobs. tears making the marks they do when your face is hot dry and dirty. i was sacred of his blood, id heard about AIDS.
when i was twelve i had a crush on David. he was Italian. and like ferrari's and nintendo. especially super nintendo. he was good at the math quiz' where you have to do 50 times tables. he did them in 3mins. when the 15mins was up i had usually done about 10. David had one of those digital watches too. the ones with the light. we had to do the 'interperative dance' at our confirmation ceremony. i thought it was a sign that we were together at the alter.
when i was thirteen i had a long crush on my friends brother. Chris. he was two years older. and he played footy. rugby. we used to make up dances to TLC crazy sexy cool, and run around. i used to hope he was watching me.
when i was fourteen i had a crush on our family friend Tristian. he was seventeen. we went to a wedding out in the bush and he asked me to go for a walk, we walked down to the creek and he told me, 'you are the only girl ive ever liked'. i had known him for years. i was scared. he was like a brother. now i understood why he wanted to go to roxette* with me when i won tickets. but he was too shy to hold my hand. Tristian was good with cars. he was doing up a VW beetle. it was bright yellow. I ran back up the hill and sat by myself for an hour, trying to figure out why i had run when he tried to kiss me. i liked him. i went and i found him and i kissed him. we hid in the back of his dads old car, it was an old ambulance. and we kissed. my dad found us and then we went home. i didnt see him again.
to be continued...
*i won tickets to five concerts when i was fourteen on a commercial radio station. i entered so i could go to boys II men. i went to boys to men, REM, roxette, pet shop boys, and i won tickets to prince but he never toured.
when i was seven i had my second most biggest crush. his name was Gavin. Its only now i realise that rhymes with Adam. Gavin and Cameron were coasties, they were bad, so bad they were good at catch and kiss. They were junior lifesavers, and blonde and brown.
when i was ten i had a crush on a boy called Lee. Lee Miot. Lee was cute too. One day he was playing soccer on the ashphalt and all the boys fell on him. he smashed his mouth on the gravely tar and his two front teeth fell out. I can remember him running to the office past us all, two teeth cupped in his hands at his chin, and the bloody spit falling on the playground in blobs. tears making the marks they do when your face is hot dry and dirty. i was sacred of his blood, id heard about AIDS.
when i was twelve i had a crush on David. he was Italian. and like ferrari's and nintendo. especially super nintendo. he was good at the math quiz' where you have to do 50 times tables. he did them in 3mins. when the 15mins was up i had usually done about 10. David had one of those digital watches too. the ones with the light. we had to do the 'interperative dance' at our confirmation ceremony. i thought it was a sign that we were together at the alter.
when i was thirteen i had a long crush on my friends brother. Chris. he was two years older. and he played footy. rugby. we used to make up dances to TLC crazy sexy cool, and run around. i used to hope he was watching me.
when i was fourteen i had a crush on our family friend Tristian. he was seventeen. we went to a wedding out in the bush and he asked me to go for a walk, we walked down to the creek and he told me, 'you are the only girl ive ever liked'. i had known him for years. i was scared. he was like a brother. now i understood why he wanted to go to roxette* with me when i won tickets. but he was too shy to hold my hand. Tristian was good with cars. he was doing up a VW beetle. it was bright yellow. I ran back up the hill and sat by myself for an hour, trying to figure out why i had run when he tried to kiss me. i liked him. i went and i found him and i kissed him. we hid in the back of his dads old car, it was an old ambulance. and we kissed. my dad found us and then we went home. i didnt see him again.
to be continued...
*i won tickets to five concerts when i was fourteen on a commercial radio station. i entered so i could go to boys II men. i went to boys to men, REM, roxette, pet shop boys, and i won tickets to prince but he never toured.
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