Saturday, June 20, 2009

Grump

Am grumpy. Its basically rained the entire frekn week except the few hrs i was rostered to mind some hungarians yesterday. During which the sun was out like Hawaii in summer & even though one tries not to see this as some kind of sign of the personal bastardry of the One in charge, of whom mankind was made in His image, one find it very difficult, eh, doesn't one. Being that mankind was made in His image it behooves one to Not see the definite correllations between Hisself's sense of Humour & Bart Simpson's.
And it follows i wd not be surprised to find His hand in droppin the car boot on my head.

Anyway... I guess i will just let it go. Here, as i breathe out I attempt to breathe away the sense of stress involved in having no time to move house. Cos really, i could take a few days & nobody would mind too much. Really, i reckon i could. Is it EVER gonna stop raining, but? Cos eventually i DO have to actually bloody move.

Back to sculpture. Art. Well OK painting. Am painting a picture to go in the Cricket Painting Prize. I'm going real hard on the theme that has stuck with me since high school, when the teacher said that it was juvenile to paint a picture of the sun in a picture when you want to show the sun in your picture.
So now of course i will break my neck to put the sun in every picture regardless of any need for it in the picture. They said & done a lot of stupid crap. Not that i got post traumatic embitterment disorder over it, oh no. From them i also learned that if you can do it once, you can do it again. Thats for when some asshole steals your work, or they throw it away after u been waiting a year for it to get fired.
Gosh, i did learn 2 things then in art class: the sun thing & the do it again thing. The sun thing seems to be a bit of an impediment really but then the do it again was worth a bit.
A do it again is worth 2 suns in the bush, ya knows.

So anyway there is a big frekn sun in this picture u better frekn believe it. I got halo's & fractals of sunshine goin on all over it. Get that up ya, Ms De Twattser.

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