I started a new job the other week and although it provides much job satisfaction (which is priceless), it involves a grueling four hours a day on Sydney public transport, which is absolutely horrible. I've been getting home late, completely exhausted, wanting to do nothing but sleep, but forcing myself to do at least something constructive before the day is over (but not managing to do anything).
In other news I have recently converted to Mac! I am using a 24" iMac now and yes, I am finding it very difficult to get used to. I am adept on a PC but I'm just so over them breaking all the time and having to mess around with hardware all the time. I don't like customising anything, I like things really minimal and simple. I don't even like printed t-shirts. My ideal home would be a hotel room with barely any furniture, in it I would maybe have a jar of choc chip cookies, and a print of Malevich's Black Square pinned on the wall.
The show at Hogan Gallery has been pushed back to June but I am still in two shows coming up in April that I am making brand new work for. Love Ariel's group show at Somedays, and the Semi Permanent sideshow Kids Today presented by Stupid Krap, the lineup of which is a lot like a big livejournal reunion for me. It will be at MTV Headquarters in Kings Cross.
It is good to be busy. But it is also good to sleep.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Daydreams and Deadlines
I never knew you could get blisters on your knuckles from drawing but apparently you can because I am looking at them now and they are strange indeed.
I've been inking an image since 2pm yesterday, which means I've been at this computer for 15 hours. The editorial is due Friday 9am New York time, which is Saturday 1am Sydney time. If I'm lucky I will finish early so I can go to the GRRRL Exhibition Opening on Friday night at Ambush Gallery but it doesn't look like it because things like my real job and my new job and my freelance job are taking up most of my time.
For such a long time there was just nothing but mall minutiae and eBay. Now everything is happening at once - which is a nice change from lamenting about a crap retail job.
I've been inking an image since 2pm yesterday, which means I've been at this computer for 15 hours. The editorial is due Friday 9am New York time, which is Saturday 1am Sydney time. If I'm lucky I will finish early so I can go to the GRRRL Exhibition Opening on Friday night at Ambush Gallery but it doesn't look like it because things like my real job and my new job and my freelance job are taking up most of my time.
For such a long time there was just nothing but mall minutiae and eBay. Now everything is happening at once - which is a nice change from lamenting about a crap retail job.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Cry For The Moon!
The 90s X-Men cartoon and Teknoman are to blame for my undying ambition to dress up in spandex and go around the neighbourhood kicking ass and taking names. Here is an amazing marriage of the two, the Japanese opening credits to X-Men.
Turn this up as loud as you can!
Sadly, as far as I know, the only form of the X-Men cartoon released on DVD is a terrible bootleg boxset, made up of a bunch of AVIs that used to lurk around IRC that were taped off the television, complete with the FoxKids! logo in the bottom right.
When geeks come into work asking if it was ever released on DVD, I tell them the bad news, and usually give them a geek discount, we are like a secret cult. Except for the Stargate geeks, they are a major pain in the ass, I don't like them.
Turn this up as loud as you can!
Sadly, as far as I know, the only form of the X-Men cartoon released on DVD is a terrible bootleg boxset, made up of a bunch of AVIs that used to lurk around IRC that were taped off the television, complete with the FoxKids! logo in the bottom right.
When geeks come into work asking if it was ever released on DVD, I tell them the bad news, and usually give them a geek discount, we are like a secret cult. Except for the Stargate geeks, they are a major pain in the ass, I don't like them.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Missing New York City
I don't think I did New York properly. I had the most amazing time and felt like I got a real sense of the city but there was so much left unexplored. We were there for six weeks so it was long enough not to have to rush around and cram things in but at the same time nothing was really a priority so things just went at their own pace.
I remember my trip to Japan/Laos/Thailand being so stressful because of all the stuff I tried to cram in. Trying to squeeze every last experience out of the place but only ending up anxious and nervous all the time.
New York was more of a real holiday, but a holiday in a city, which is kind of strange. We didn't really care much for the tourist hotspots, and to tell you the truth I barely visited any small galleries (even though we were staying in Chelsea a couple of blocks from the central art nerve of NYC).
Eventually I visited the art part of Chelsea but got such strange vibes from it. It was cold and intimidating and completely alien landscape to me. I didn't stay long and didn't end up going back either. Now I'm reading all these art blogs about things that were on and places I should have gone. For instance I missed an opening at Jonathan Levine gallery because there was so much randomness on that night, and as it turns out James Jean was at the opening because the artist showing was for a friend of his! Not that he would have remembered me from last year's Semi Permanent but still...
I'll probably need to go back to New York with a list of things to do. I loved New York. I loved bagels with lox and BBQ for dinner, and I loved scouting flea markets all day and hanging out at Barnes and Noble all night.
I remember my trip to Japan/Laos/Thailand being so stressful because of all the stuff I tried to cram in. Trying to squeeze every last experience out of the place but only ending up anxious and nervous all the time.
New York was more of a real holiday, but a holiday in a city, which is kind of strange. We didn't really care much for the tourist hotspots, and to tell you the truth I barely visited any small galleries (even though we were staying in Chelsea a couple of blocks from the central art nerve of NYC).
Eventually I visited the art part of Chelsea but got such strange vibes from it. It was cold and intimidating and completely alien landscape to me. I didn't stay long and didn't end up going back either. Now I'm reading all these art blogs about things that were on and places I should have gone. For instance I missed an opening at Jonathan Levine gallery because there was so much randomness on that night, and as it turns out James Jean was at the opening because the artist showing was for a friend of his! Not that he would have remembered me from last year's Semi Permanent but still...
I'll probably need to go back to New York with a list of things to do. I loved New York. I loved bagels with lox and BBQ for dinner, and I loved scouting flea markets all day and hanging out at Barnes and Noble all night.
Monday, February 4, 2008
New Blog
I change blogs pretty often. I left LJ because it encouraged me to complain too much, and I left Tumblr because it is too new age and the future frightens me. Personally I think it has all gone downhill after kids stopped saying "Sir" and "Ma'am".
When signing up for a Blogger I realised I already had one the last time I tried changing blogs. Ha!
In case you missed it, here is a best of, in no particular order.
When signing up for a Blogger I realised I already had one the last time I tried changing blogs. Ha!
In case you missed it, here is a best of, in no particular order.
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