October 31, 2005
A novel by Andrew Horabin
The mystical, the magical Andrew Horabin has written this book over three years. And here is my cover design. The view you get lying in the back seat of the family car looking up at the clouds, as telgraph poles and trees swim by, and you dream of the world and all its possibilities. Andrew’s book is available from his website! Sam by Andrew Horabin.
October 28, 2005
“What are your thighs like?”
I overheard this conversation between two gentleman today,
yes, I was walking past the butcher.
October 27, 2005
Ethical shopping guide
This is the cover design for the ethical shopping guide I’m working on. I haven’t had a project like this in ages, one that I can really sink my teeth into, find endless ways to make it big, get it known, try to print as many copies as possible!
It is also fantastic doing this with a friend. (The sweet Anita Lumbus). We are sharing something we both care about and like ying and yang, we are pulling it together.
When it comes to ethical shopping it just isn’t black and white, and you an get into all sorts of debates about whether organic is better than local is better than well packaged, fair trade or GE free.. and it is rare to get them all in the one product. This seems to be a big hurdle for people working in ethics - causing much “you eat vegetarian but you wear leather” kind of discussions and confusion about how to present information and what side to stand on…
So, the guide just lists which categories the products rate in and then YOU as shopper can make up your own mind according to your personal ethical beliefs. Perfect.
October 25, 2005
I am so addicted to coffee that I try to trick myself by having green tea in the morning, because I know that a coffee will tip me over the caffinated edge, but.. for some reason, even knowing the depths of hell that I will go to doesn’t stop me.. not the memories and mantras of the previous evening will stop me… not the realisation that I can’t stop myself will stop me…
AND there I am, handing over $4 to Globe Cafe for the brew that calls me to take it away into my stomach. Even at the counter I have the little voice telling me to turn away, to stop the purchase in its tracks… but no… I swap the coins for the coffee.
I really thought I didn’t have an addictive personality, and yet, this one little product of the world has got me by my piggytails. So, unlike smoking, it doesn’t give you cancer? But it does make you a bit of shit sometimes to people.. maybe they should start some campaigns and develop patches to help people like me.
October 24, 2005
Won't pay me? Pay Luca!
I can’t afford my own debt collector, so I thought it could be effective to create a virtual debt collector for certain unpaying clients? I just made this up and sent it to one client to test the waters. This could become a fruitful idea…. I’ll let you know how he goes.
Is there anything better than Swiss Bittersweet Chocolate on a drizzly afternoon watching wheels splash through puddles and little drops fall from the awning. I keep noticing that I think I’m on holidays. I love it.
A Perfect Sunday
Ok, so I’m struggling with this 1% blogger thing. I’m just not a weekend blogger. I’m busy living it!
This weekend was by far the best one I’ve had in months. Sunday was the cream on the cake:
Bike ride to a friends house, garden with 4 lovely ladies, eat scones straight out of the oven with jam and cream, drive to the hills and help sew dolls for African children, string them to silver streamers hanging from trees, then head into Northbridge for the festival, lie on grass with ten friends, licking chilli chocolate icecream and laughing at comedy, sun on your skin and grins on your faces. Then take them all to your parents house and cook up a Sunday roast!
October 21, 2005
It’s just icing sugar from my turkish delight! Please occifer!
Came to work the other day and someone had done a visual interpretation of Papercut (my studio). I thought it was very creative and decided it was worthy of being documented so that the art could be eternal.
October 20, 2005
The Sound of My Imagination
I really struggle to draw from my imagination. Put something in front of me, no problems. So when asked to paint a landscape from my imagination… all I could come up with was the Hills of Austria. Should I look into my forgotten heritage??
October 18, 2005
I was told my birth number last night is 8.
2 + 6 + 2 + 1 + 9 + 7 + 8 = 35
3 + 5 = 8
8 stands for Abudance and Power
Which can be good if you work with it, nasty if you don’t. So, I’m going to keep up my mentality of abundance and let go of the need for security in life. If it’s in my numbers… gotta give it a go.
This lead me to think about how for years I have been going to free movie previews by association - yet I have reviewed not one movie. It is like the movies find me. An abudance of free movies!
Ahh just one of the signs of my abundance!
And just then the MAN from Luna Cinemas walked into our office and offered all of us to be on ‘the list’. Now it seems the number’s power is coming to me direct!
October 17, 2005
Mik Efford just started a club called ‘The 1% Blogger’.
If you’re a hard core, every day blogger, then you too can be a member. I just joined.
(now there are two members).
There are set rules, and if you can abide, then you can stick the logo on your site.
I have to admit that I’m going to have to seriously up my ante on this site. A post a day!! So, watch out… they might get a bit random at times.
It goes with my current plan to buy a motorbike as soon as someone gives me $5000. I can’t wait to take my helmet off, stradling my bike and shake my hair around. Oh yeah.
October 11, 2005
My morning walk to work
As a black shadow swooped overhead,
I realised I was a target
My freshly washed blonde hair with pink tips,
my silver threaded, blue and lilac jumper,
Walking down suburban streets
They noticed that I would make a lovely nest today.
Today the trees seemed to spiral towards the sky
The sound of birds was prehistoric
The lack of humans, I felt like the earth was untouched
just for a moment
That sense that it had always existed like this, before humans
That the trees are truly splendid, amazing things, roots stretching out from the land,
And wondering if I could survive on fruit trees alone?
I could draw a little map of all the fruit trees in my suburb…
October 3, 2005
Indigenous play art developments
This is the concept that has headed us all in the right direction. It feels more like Nyoongar land and the beginning. The felt cut outs remind you of creating things from scratch, as a child.. In the Nytting Time the world was a child, growing and developing…
and now in 2005 she is senile, polluted by her smoking and considering cloning herself using genetically modified, nuclear powered, african babies… stoopid bi-atch!