I think, now would be a good time to post my old art work, and the newer partially complete stuff…I realise how ridiculous it sounds but I am going to watermark the pictures…
infact, maybe I will make a page for my poetry too
that would be crazy…but I’d better pick the least depressing verses as otherwise I’ll jst cry every time I open the page. Yes I am fully aware that no-one else in the history of the world will probably see any of this crap, so its a venture into complete self-indulgence. I admit.
Oh my! how smart I am! intending to keep myself unidentifiable in the blog (except from my writing style) I chose the most obvious way to protect my identity – by watermarking my artwork with my name. Bravo! well as no-one will read this or see the pictures the self-discussion and -reproachment is arbitrary.
I have started this blog because I read other people’s and want what they have – I wanted someone eventually to read this,and feel some sense of connection and understanding. Even if that sense is false. Which it may be, but I’m all for rose tinting and for fueling fantastic thoughts to sweep away the harsh and bitter dust of cold reality.
I am always made more aware of human diversity when I visit music festivals; the scope of size, shape, colour, clothing, adornment, behaviour, and I often find myself wishing I had what other people have. Yesterday I was desperate to dye my hair magenta and get a tattoo, is that terribly sad? Being so enamoured with other people and their beauty that I want to mimic them ( or do I want to be them?)
So we took a morning trip to Camden…and I lusted after several lovely corsets and gothic dresses but knew that ultimately I’d never get the chance to wear them…in the end we popped into a fantastic little shop run by a German / Austrian couple ( sorry my accent detection isn’t great…it could gave been Scandinavian..) but anyway they design and hand make some amazing original, unique eye-catching designs with really cool features. So I tried on a skirt, a t, a jacket and necklace, all on my want list, but ringing up over £200 seemed a bit extravagant so I settled for just the t and jacket, the most innovative and distinctive of the ones,I tried!! And I love that I won’t see anyone wearing them back home, and I love how cute but edgy they look. So how can someone so engrossed this sense of individualism be so susceptible to copying others? Or is it the other way around?
As for the alien body thing. Well. Maybe more on that later. Lets just say that being so soft and curved and warm is very peculiar, and it’s not all good news. I thought cellulite was something that happened to other people. Howxwribv I was…..
Why bother? this is fruitless and pointless and all sorts of other -less things..yet as i so rarely take biro to paper and spew out the words that are stacking up, maybe if my verbal vomit goes into the cyber webs it will get swallowed and disappear rather than form an embarrassing journal for someone to find under my bed. If Its here not there, you cant prove its mine, ergo, its not as embarrassing. y’see. ooh what grammar.