The dude & his wife came yesty & while immediately they thought it was awesome they did start to pick niggles soon after & it went from there into fail territory by the time we were finished pickin it to bits. I pulled out the tools & the plaster bucket & did some instant reno work & we got closer but still when they left we were indecisive on things. Have asked them to return in a few days. Then i got to work & worked all day on it. Made large changes. Had a revelation regards the cheek/jowl area. Incrementally i may be getting the guys face. Cannot believe how hard this is. He says it himself though when he looks thru photos of himself they are "all different!". The books i read about portrait sculpture have not helped much. I can do better eyebrow areas so ppl don't look surprised, but thats it. They didn't help with a likeness at all.
Sick today. Horrible head cold. Typical. But no whingeing. No whingeing til 2010, i resolved. Think i will make a NY resolution to do less whingeing generally. I won't say do none, cos it can be entertaining to hear a proper good humorous whinge & sometimes whingeing has its place, lets face it i would write much less blog if i didn't whinge. But its a bit negative really innit.
Anyway having a sick day. Biggest effort, which left me wringing in sweat & shaking legs was wrapping 2 sets of birthday presents. Lest u think thats not much work, well it took about a hour so it was hard yakka. Have now 2 bags of b'day presents & not sure which is whose. Bugger. Ah yes no there is 1 way to tell but i won't write it here in case they look. Which they don't cos nobody reads this blog but Ben. Hi Ben!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
The Do
The dude is much better now that i have like adjusted his hair style. Funny that cos really in all the photos his Do is kinda different, & esp now he is a elder dude in reality, there ain't much left at all - but it STILL improves the likeness & thank christ it no longer has the hitleresque hair style that really doesn't flatter anybody or anything. Thats a real bummer when u finish up at the end of the day on a likeness & the thing looks like hitler. FFS. F_F_S. But now his Do is a little flouncier & all is improved. Now if i can just get his eyes to look similar.. but think i nearly got it.
Once again proving if u keep at it long after a sane person would have chucked it in 1000 times over, u WILL get there. Not that i'm quite there, but nearly i can see that oncoming train at the end of the tunnel. I even put on his number on his shirt. Lookin good there. One thing i can do good is the numbers.
One thing thats powered me ahead is i got some new glasses, the Opto gave them to me. They are like 1.5x enlarging plain sorta glasses that u can buy down the chemist for 20 bucks he sez. But the good bit is that they don't muck with yer perspective like my prescription ones did. That was a different Opto. Some total wanker i suspect, he wanted to "improve" my vision by fucking it up totally. The more i think about that the more pissed off i get. He said my eyes were weird & in two diff directions so he wanted to solve that by somehow turning one eye around via those glasses. Without considering that i BEEN SEEING LIKE THAT FOR MY ENTIRE LiFE ALREADY & didn't need my bloody eye turned around i needed a cataract fixed, which he said i didn't have. FFS i should go back there & shoot him.
On a break this arvo i sat down in armchair with the Kaossilator & a little mono speaker attached & mucked about. I made this sweet simple quiet hypnotic little loop & feel asleep to it. Woke up it was still going. That was real nice.
Once again proving if u keep at it long after a sane person would have chucked it in 1000 times over, u WILL get there. Not that i'm quite there, but nearly i can see that oncoming train at the end of the tunnel. I even put on his number on his shirt. Lookin good there. One thing i can do good is the numbers.
One thing thats powered me ahead is i got some new glasses, the Opto gave them to me. They are like 1.5x enlarging plain sorta glasses that u can buy down the chemist for 20 bucks he sez. But the good bit is that they don't muck with yer perspective like my prescription ones did. That was a different Opto. Some total wanker i suspect, he wanted to "improve" my vision by fucking it up totally. The more i think about that the more pissed off i get. He said my eyes were weird & in two diff directions so he wanted to solve that by somehow turning one eye around via those glasses. Without considering that i BEEN SEEING LIKE THAT FOR MY ENTIRE LiFE ALREADY & didn't need my bloody eye turned around i needed a cataract fixed, which he said i didn't have. FFS i should go back there & shoot him.
On a break this arvo i sat down in armchair with the Kaossilator & a little mono speaker attached & mucked about. I made this sweet simple quiet hypnotic little loop & feel asleep to it. Woke up it was still going. That was real nice.
Drawing
Today i sat down & tried to draw this guy. I think sitting about drawing or painting is just so xcellent bludge.. cup of tea, a heater, a cat purrin nearby maybe, i can see why painters feel so superior. Dumbass sculptors out there in the cold, rain, sleet, heat, etc slavin away & getting filthy & catching cold & dermatitis & rotting feet out in plaster mud. Gross innit. Yes it is. But anyway i have kinda got a bit better into the guys head. Externally speaking. Went out & attacked the real thing after that & i feel slightly better about it. This time i'm just building his face in plaster, on the body. I guess its kinda cool to do that, cos its really not an easy way to do it. But my lack of progress in the studio working in clay has kinda depressed me. And this seems to be working well.
Xmas passed in a whirl of junk food & a bit of outings. There's 3 birthdays this month of the 4 ppl in this house & we all been shoppin furiously lately but yet preending to be all casual.
I've hinted for a Sabco broom.
Xmas passed in a whirl of junk food & a bit of outings. There's 3 birthdays this month of the 4 ppl in this house & we all been shoppin furiously lately but yet preending to be all casual.
I've hinted for a Sabco broom.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
More xmas choppin
Been doing yet more food shopping. Seem to have caught the terror that everybody gets this time of yr when the shops shut for 2 whole days. Tho we have 4 people to feed at the moment, at least one of them appears to not actually eat anything so its hard to see where it all goes. Anyway apart from a dearth of chocolate & lettuce, we are set now for the next 2 days, Xmas & Boxing Day.
The dude of whom i am sculpting came over yesty with his wife, so she could have a look. She is a painter & did the same art school as me, even. She is awesome - not only did she really like the sculpture, but she went into great detail & depth on the dudes head & got him to suffer there while she pointed out all the strange parts of his head & explained his head was quite weird & how hard it was as she had tried to paint his portrait many times. We again discussed his nose in enormous depth & she made me feel his nose so i can understand it now where the bone is & how the cartilage works cos i studied nose anatomy before (i can feel u laffing but its true i have) and now i can understand why his is shaped like that. He has an original nose, he reckons it was never broken while he played, but maybe as a kid. Anyway eyebrows & nose, planes of face, i learned a lot. And i've asked them to come back next week & they would love to, which is way nice eh. It can't just be the cake & tea, i'm sure they would like a good sculpture too. Which is what i want! So i should get it fairly well along & then get it checked out again when they come back, & so i'm feeling real pleased about it.
Feeling people's head is a fantastic way to understand them BTW but i doubt most sculptors do that. I don't think people would really like to get their head groped just cos they commissioned a head - but its a shame cos it really shows you a lot about how their head is. I wonder if my failing eyesight was once better enough that i could have got all this data without fingering a person's head? Maybe, I think the hands just shortcut what the eyes need to decode. I'll never know that for sure cos i never did likeness type heads when i was young & my eyes worked top. Maybe after i get my eyes fixed they'll work better. But I'm scared to get my eyes fixed in case they work like they do now with glasses, which is i lose all nuances of depth perception. The world is like paper cutouts laid on top of each other, so there is some type of depth there, but each object is dead flat. This makes me very unhappy. It makes me realise though, maybe, why most sculptors go abstract as they get on. Its possibly a camoflaging manouver so nobody knows they can't see for shit anymore.
The dude of whom i am sculpting came over yesty with his wife, so she could have a look. She is a painter & did the same art school as me, even. She is awesome - not only did she really like the sculpture, but she went into great detail & depth on the dudes head & got him to suffer there while she pointed out all the strange parts of his head & explained his head was quite weird & how hard it was as she had tried to paint his portrait many times. We again discussed his nose in enormous depth & she made me feel his nose so i can understand it now where the bone is & how the cartilage works cos i studied nose anatomy before (i can feel u laffing but its true i have) and now i can understand why his is shaped like that. He has an original nose, he reckons it was never broken while he played, but maybe as a kid. Anyway eyebrows & nose, planes of face, i learned a lot. And i've asked them to come back next week & they would love to, which is way nice eh. It can't just be the cake & tea, i'm sure they would like a good sculpture too. Which is what i want! So i should get it fairly well along & then get it checked out again when they come back, & so i'm feeling real pleased about it.
Feeling people's head is a fantastic way to understand them BTW but i doubt most sculptors do that. I don't think people would really like to get their head groped just cos they commissioned a head - but its a shame cos it really shows you a lot about how their head is. I wonder if my failing eyesight was once better enough that i could have got all this data without fingering a person's head? Maybe, I think the hands just shortcut what the eyes need to decode. I'll never know that for sure cos i never did likeness type heads when i was young & my eyes worked top. Maybe after i get my eyes fixed they'll work better. But I'm scared to get my eyes fixed in case they work like they do now with glasses, which is i lose all nuances of depth perception. The world is like paper cutouts laid on top of each other, so there is some type of depth there, but each object is dead flat. This makes me very unhappy. It makes me realise though, maybe, why most sculptors go abstract as they get on. Its possibly a camoflaging manouver so nobody knows they can't see for shit anymore.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Xmas choppin
Had a great time xmas shopping.. we don't "do" xmas really but yet still suffer the slings n arrows of the xmas shoppin xperience due to everybody else "doing" xmas. U get that if u live in civilization i.e. big city in Aus. But i've taken to the after hrs xmas shoppin universe & this is very satisfactory. Being out at 10pm wandering alone thru the toy aisles - all of em fully stocked mind you, which never happens - what a relaxing time. More store staff than shoppers actually. The star wars stormtroopers i been eking out of ebay are on the shelves now. i bought one, it is actually luke whatsisface under the helmet, chose that one cos i know his helmet doesn't fall off all the time. Having played (is that ok for a grownup?) with a friend's child's collection & studied this up. Its a beauty & the family most impressed with how expressive it is. Even sis, who is not easily moved to playing with toys, whatsoever, or approving of same, quite likes this little dude.
Also got a little Terminator for $3 which quite a good bargain, nobody else seems to want those things. I can understand, its not much like a real Terminator in looks for a start, & its poseability is very limited. $3 is about right. Yet there is a strange feeling of godlike power to hold a Terminator in the palm of yr hand, esp if you have seen the movies, cos they are evil little f'ers in the real world. Heh.
Also got a little Terminator for $3 which quite a good bargain, nobody else seems to want those things. I can understand, its not much like a real Terminator in looks for a start, & its poseability is very limited. $3 is about right. Yet there is a strange feeling of godlike power to hold a Terminator in the palm of yr hand, esp if you have seen the movies, cos they are evil little f'ers in the real world. Heh.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
On hols - Xmas
The dude upon which the life sized man is based come for another visit. He picked out some more issues with the 'spring off the hip' action. Bit of a bugger that there is only weeks of time left, there are major changes needed so this isn't gonna be easy. Still this is yet another important thing i'm learning, get em early. I may have learned that before, but if i just get it right next time, that would rock.
Bro-in-law is here now for a month of physio & told us the story he was looking for a bank down the local mall & ended up in the hairdressers trying to get the exchange rate out of the guy there & then arguing about it when he said he had no internet. Pretty funny. I countered that story with my embarrassing story of ringing the tyre place last week & them losing my car, when it was the wrong tyre place; & it seems like i possibly been consistently booking my car in at Jax & then dropping it off at Jobsons which are on the same intersection, almost. For years.
Yesterday watched Pandorum the sci fi horror flick, its pretty good & some of the gore was so intense & vast that i think it cracked a new level of grossout in my brain. Great stuff then eh.
Today we went to see dad's new gravestone. It was pretty good, the spelling & all & it was straight etc all spot on, except it was on the wrong plot. He had someone's grandma's grave on his plot & she must have had his, unless there were more graves involved in the total fuckup. We like to imagine that dad would be laughing about it but i'm not actually sure, and we're definitely pissed & some of us were in tears about it so i'm on the phone first thing tomorrow & get right up em. FFS there is one really important & yet quite simple thing you have absolutely to get right, eh. How can you get that wrong?
Bro-in-law is here now for a month of physio & told us the story he was looking for a bank down the local mall & ended up in the hairdressers trying to get the exchange rate out of the guy there & then arguing about it when he said he had no internet. Pretty funny. I countered that story with my embarrassing story of ringing the tyre place last week & them losing my car, when it was the wrong tyre place; & it seems like i possibly been consistently booking my car in at Jax & then dropping it off at Jobsons which are on the same intersection, almost. For years.
Yesterday watched Pandorum the sci fi horror flick, its pretty good & some of the gore was so intense & vast that i think it cracked a new level of grossout in my brain. Great stuff then eh.
Today we went to see dad's new gravestone. It was pretty good, the spelling & all & it was straight etc all spot on, except it was on the wrong plot. He had someone's grandma's grave on his plot & she must have had his, unless there were more graves involved in the total fuckup. We like to imagine that dad would be laughing about it but i'm not actually sure, and we're definitely pissed & some of us were in tears about it so i'm on the phone first thing tomorrow & get right up em. FFS there is one really important & yet quite simple thing you have absolutely to get right, eh. How can you get that wrong?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
2009 resolution
December resolution, no more whingeing till 2010.
Hmm so what does that leave to talk about... ah yes, i'm on hols now. Yahoo! 2 weeks orf u little BEWDY!!!
Got measured for a cataract op this morning, i was under the impression it would take 2 hrs of measuring & i wouldn't be able to see good after, like my eyes'd be all blurry. So i went to work for just 2 hrs real early & said i'd be then off for the rest o the day on sick leave. However i was exceedingly happy to discover the opto was over in 30 mins & I could see normal. Whoo-hoo! The vista of an afternoon to MYSELF was suddenly appearing. A real anal retentive swot would have gone back to work, but a mob o orangutans could not have dragged me. I went shopping & got a tiny boom box for the studio from Aldi's. I dunno how u could call a cup-sized radio a boom box its more like a tweet box but anyway it plays mp3's off cd & it was cheap as. Had a lovely nap at home while listening to a Skeptoid podcast. Ah this is the life. Tho one could also admit it was so damn hot u could do little else. But no whingeing... Then out to do a bit o sculpting in the carport. The big man is kinda pleasing now even without a head. It looks pretty well sprung like its about to chuck that ball right at ya. I like that. The dude himself will come check it out tomorrow. I had tried to do the head sunday but i got sick. Went to the studio, tried but got nowhere. It was that earache thing coming to a head. Or to my stomach, anyway. It all went away the next day but.
Applied as Geek In Residence with Arts Council. You never know. Got to try it could be really cool.
Hmm so what does that leave to talk about... ah yes, i'm on hols now. Yahoo! 2 weeks orf u little BEWDY!!!
Got measured for a cataract op this morning, i was under the impression it would take 2 hrs of measuring & i wouldn't be able to see good after, like my eyes'd be all blurry. So i went to work for just 2 hrs real early & said i'd be then off for the rest o the day on sick leave. However i was exceedingly happy to discover the opto was over in 30 mins & I could see normal. Whoo-hoo! The vista of an afternoon to MYSELF was suddenly appearing. A real anal retentive swot would have gone back to work, but a mob o orangutans could not have dragged me. I went shopping & got a tiny boom box for the studio from Aldi's. I dunno how u could call a cup-sized radio a boom box its more like a tweet box but anyway it plays mp3's off cd & it was cheap as. Had a lovely nap at home while listening to a Skeptoid podcast. Ah this is the life. Tho one could also admit it was so damn hot u could do little else. But no whingeing... Then out to do a bit o sculpting in the carport. The big man is kinda pleasing now even without a head. It looks pretty well sprung like its about to chuck that ball right at ya. I like that. The dude himself will come check it out tomorrow. I had tried to do the head sunday but i got sick. Went to the studio, tried but got nowhere. It was that earache thing coming to a head. Or to my stomach, anyway. It all went away the next day but.
Applied as Geek In Residence with Arts Council. You never know. Got to try it could be really cool.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
New studio start
Sunday... I finally did a stroke of work in the new studio yesterday. I made a head of the current life sized dude. Its cool how if you just flog yourself mercilessly for hours you do eventually get a vague likeness. I'm not being sarcarstic there i actually mean it. Need to do it again & it should get better. I'm about to go for the day. This time i will have a working light bulb in my desk light so i might be able to get some shadow & that makes it easier to work. The poor old light has been moved so many times & the bulb always survived but all good things etc.
I'm very lucky- my studio is on the lower level & cool & i got Dave's mofo floor fan. Just need a bar fridge....
Good news... finally took the car to the shop & said can u tell me what that scary noise is & it turn out its most likely a wheel bearing which means its UNDER WARRANTY cos they put the things in a little while ago. Well thanks goodness i was expecting it to be like the tailshaft or the diff or something, cos thats all that hasn't been bloody replaced on the car in the last few yrs... But thats great eh. Hopefully they'll fix that tomorrow.
I'm very lucky- my studio is on the lower level & cool & i got Dave's mofo floor fan. Just need a bar fridge....
Good news... finally took the car to the shop & said can u tell me what that scary noise is & it turn out its most likely a wheel bearing which means its UNDER WARRANTY cos they put the things in a little while ago. Well thanks goodness i was expecting it to be like the tailshaft or the diff or something, cos thats all that hasn't been bloody replaced on the car in the last few yrs... But thats great eh. Hopefully they'll fix that tomorrow.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Cracking up & along
One of my workmates cracked & started yelling & stormed out this arvo. Just a bit too much micromanagement. She's bloodywell gonna use Gmail for calendar from now on instead cos she can never get the colours right enough for the team calendar. She uses Entourage apparently this gives a colour difference with Outlook. I guess mac uses Pantone colours or summink.
I've been brought close to it myself a few times recently. I particularly don't like the veiled sarcasm that pretends to answer a question that you start to think (after a long long time of listening to this rambling simmering anger BS answer) that maybe you shouldn't have asked, thats a fave, and if it happens again i'm gonna use that cool rejoinder that Sharon was telling me about: "i don't like the tone of your voice", & that should go down perfect.
And there's the whats going on i need to know/why don't you tell the person who needs to know type of catch 22 experience.
But i think you have to try to be patient & try to do your best for the team & not tell your boss to F'off, cos *maybe* there is some point to the annoying tasks. And how to refuse to jump up at the beck n call, without seeming just to be lazy? Whatever faint shadow of whimsy crosses the bossmind i get the bloody job. Get some cables we might need some sometime in the future. Fuck. The cables are 5 steps from our room. Sadly its up to me to curb this idiocy, cos i allow the power, that goes to boss' head. I have to stop doing what i'm told.
For a week or so i've had this occasional intense pain in the back of my neck at the left. Its like being stabbed. I realised that when i was seated at my desk this area of my neck was pointed at the exact spot at which my boss sits. I have other horrible symptoms as well. Got an earache that goes right down inside my neck, that ones on the right, keeps me awake at night. I feel pretty rotten generally & i'm getting flashbacks of bad things that depress me. I always get weird symptoms when i'm in some situation i shouldn't be in. Its funny, my body just starts yelling at me. This must be "body language".
On a positive side we had some nice xmas work things lately. The IT xmas party which was not a bloody orgy of back & front stabbing & fisticuffs that i expected, it was quite pleasant. Probably cos most ppl who care enough to ruckus have been purged already. And the VC's do, which was absolutely awesome, in the quad at sunset. I'm sure we won't do anything in our team itself, but to be quite frank, who cares. ....... And thats why we won't, LOL!
I've been brought close to it myself a few times recently. I particularly don't like the veiled sarcasm that pretends to answer a question that you start to think (after a long long time of listening to this rambling simmering anger BS answer) that maybe you shouldn't have asked, thats a fave, and if it happens again i'm gonna use that cool rejoinder that Sharon was telling me about: "i don't like the tone of your voice", & that should go down perfect.
And there's the whats going on i need to know/why don't you tell the person who needs to know type of catch 22 experience.
But i think you have to try to be patient & try to do your best for the team & not tell your boss to F'off, cos *maybe* there is some point to the annoying tasks. And how to refuse to jump up at the beck n call, without seeming just to be lazy? Whatever faint shadow of whimsy crosses the bossmind i get the bloody job. Get some cables we might need some sometime in the future. Fuck. The cables are 5 steps from our room. Sadly its up to me to curb this idiocy, cos i allow the power, that goes to boss' head. I have to stop doing what i'm told.
For a week or so i've had this occasional intense pain in the back of my neck at the left. Its like being stabbed. I realised that when i was seated at my desk this area of my neck was pointed at the exact spot at which my boss sits. I have other horrible symptoms as well. Got an earache that goes right down inside my neck, that ones on the right, keeps me awake at night. I feel pretty rotten generally & i'm getting flashbacks of bad things that depress me. I always get weird symptoms when i'm in some situation i shouldn't be in. Its funny, my body just starts yelling at me. This must be "body language".
On a positive side we had some nice xmas work things lately. The IT xmas party which was not a bloody orgy of back & front stabbing & fisticuffs that i expected, it was quite pleasant. Probably cos most ppl who care enough to ruckus have been purged already. And the VC's do, which was absolutely awesome, in the quad at sunset. I'm sure we won't do anything in our team itself, but to be quite frank, who cares. ....... And thats why we won't, LOL!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Never let it be said
that i don't bloody try hard sometimes. Or plan to.
I was very far down yesterday & almost planning a sickie.. and i was really just cruising for a car breakdown on the way in this morn so i could go get the car fixed & thus miss most of work. Not that car isn't wanting to oblige, its been right shitful lately. That noise is very loud now. But it dragged me in there. Kickin & screamin inside.
Anyway i have decided to go hard on this job business. i got to learn it & be good as i can at it, as long as i can manage it MAINLY at work. I'm not so crazed or have enough time to do homework. Tho i'm writing this as i wait for visual basic free version to download & install so i can do a wee bit of vb programming at home, so hmm. Still, some RUNS ON THE BORED is what i need to manufacture. I guess. WTF do i know about getting a head in business.
Aprez work i ditched a work mate who wanted to keep drinking beer til it was time to go eat seaweed & got a sulk out of that. Stuff it i got Thangs to Do. Got home & did nothin. But i'd still be out, if i'd gone, and i'm so sleepy.
I was very far down yesterday & almost planning a sickie.. and i was really just cruising for a car breakdown on the way in this morn so i could go get the car fixed & thus miss most of work. Not that car isn't wanting to oblige, its been right shitful lately. That noise is very loud now. But it dragged me in there. Kickin & screamin inside.
Anyway i have decided to go hard on this job business. i got to learn it & be good as i can at it, as long as i can manage it MAINLY at work. I'm not so crazed or have enough time to do homework. Tho i'm writing this as i wait for visual basic free version to download & install so i can do a wee bit of vb programming at home, so hmm. Still, some RUNS ON THE BORED is what i need to manufacture. I guess. WTF do i know about getting a head in business.
Aprez work i ditched a work mate who wanted to keep drinking beer til it was time to go eat seaweed & got a sulk out of that. Stuff it i got Thangs to Do. Got home & did nothin. But i'd still be out, if i'd gone, and i'm so sleepy.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
7 days back
And i want to go on 10 months leave again.
I've been replaced by that weedy handshake boy, i worked it out today. Thats pretty depressing. Considering i was there from like at least a year before anyone else currently in the whole team, i'm now the newbie & lowest on the pecking order & the team leaders secretary. Funny how easily u can fall innit. I imagine its just like this if you go off to pop a sprog too. But fuck em. He may be up to speed & one o da boyz but at least i don't make shit up when i dunno something.
However - making shit up does tend to make you look good. You look efficient & knowledgeable, professional. Sigh. Ain't it the way. The only thing you can hope is that kinda person rises rapidly to managership.
I've been replaced by that weedy handshake boy, i worked it out today. Thats pretty depressing. Considering i was there from like at least a year before anyone else currently in the whole team, i'm now the newbie & lowest on the pecking order & the team leaders secretary. Funny how easily u can fall innit. I imagine its just like this if you go off to pop a sprog too. But fuck em. He may be up to speed & one o da boyz but at least i don't make shit up when i dunno something.
However - making shit up does tend to make you look good. You look efficient & knowledgeable, professional. Sigh. Ain't it the way. The only thing you can hope is that kinda person rises rapidly to managership.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Red Card Green Card
So.... you thought i might stop bloggin just cos i said i was finished. Well, i'm still here. Just cos i like talking crap i guess.
I went back to work, and its been 5 days of work. Feels like a billion years i must say. Getting up at 6am every day got old fast. Work is hard. Its not really a pleasure, except for the people there that i like, i enjoy their company. Its hard, & long hrs & no time for facebook/email/surfing. Sigh. It felt Ok though.. even tho i'd had a week of solid depression about going back it was not as bad as i had feared. People are not already disappointed at my lack o skills. That will come with time LOL.
I cracked out the old motorbike. Polished the bits i could reach. Squirted half a can of Start Ya Bastard down its gullet & it started first pop. Rode it 2 days & got such nasty blisters on my clutch hand that i'm over the "no neutral with heavy clutch" thing in traffic. Trade it in on a postie bike..
I went to see the National art school grad show thurs evening. First i slipped into Photography & immediately regretted it. I started to feel like why did i come. Why do they always have the teddy bears being stabbed with scissors? Escaped. Grabbed a beer & a kiss from a Technical Assistant & slipped away to avoid the speeches. I went to Painting, which used to be the Butchery & Pastry Cooking. I'd never been up inside those buildings & i really went in for the architecture. Tested the walkway up outside it where i'd always wanted to walk. Saw some shit painting. Lot of shit painting. Somebody had done some nice sketch paintings & then done them bigger but somehow lost all the skill they'd had in the sketches. That was depressing. A small glimmer & then it went away. Hopefully it'll come back. Its got to come back. Back downstairs i saw my old toolstore had been transformed into a little black painted dark curtained room with kinetic art in it with wee lights & stuff. Great. I loved my room, but this is cool.
Was pretty disappointed with the sculpture. Some of the work was ok but mainly they had this idea that they needed loads of SPACE between the exhibited items. Not much work either, but oddly presented. The space was arse. Stupid & pointless space, badly placed & annoying. I never been optically offended by space before... which was kinda interesting actually.
Friday was training course at work in being in a big team. Beats working, anyway. It was less bad than expected. There was a small subteam there who we are about to amagamate. They consistently fucked up the team activities by being self centred rather than working with everybody. Red card only when everybody else was green card. This doesn't bode well.
One skinny stalk of success i did have this past week. I crowned myself Queen of the Dells... i successfully dismantled my purple dell mini 10v & changed the ram to a 2 gig stick. Thats the most it can take & to do that you need to strip the entire thing down to 1 circuit board. I watched a video walkthru on youtube about it. Only had to watch it 1.0001 times, it was very clear. Bit nerve wracking working at the plastic fittings, thats all. i used a lot of plastic credit cards etc to help with the leverage on the bits that clip on. Everything very small... 3mm wide ribbon cables & stuff... a couple of times i took macro shots with the camera & zoomed in just so i could tell how to undo something. Done it but. It made me happy. Technical stuff rocks. Bow down little dells your queen is here.
I went back to work, and its been 5 days of work. Feels like a billion years i must say. Getting up at 6am every day got old fast. Work is hard. Its not really a pleasure, except for the people there that i like, i enjoy their company. Its hard, & long hrs & no time for facebook/email/surfing. Sigh. It felt Ok though.. even tho i'd had a week of solid depression about going back it was not as bad as i had feared. People are not already disappointed at my lack o skills. That will come with time LOL.
I cracked out the old motorbike. Polished the bits i could reach. Squirted half a can of Start Ya Bastard down its gullet & it started first pop. Rode it 2 days & got such nasty blisters on my clutch hand that i'm over the "no neutral with heavy clutch" thing in traffic. Trade it in on a postie bike..
I went to see the National art school grad show thurs evening. First i slipped into Photography & immediately regretted it. I started to feel like why did i come. Why do they always have the teddy bears being stabbed with scissors? Escaped. Grabbed a beer & a kiss from a Technical Assistant & slipped away to avoid the speeches. I went to Painting, which used to be the Butchery & Pastry Cooking. I'd never been up inside those buildings & i really went in for the architecture. Tested the walkway up outside it where i'd always wanted to walk. Saw some shit painting. Lot of shit painting. Somebody had done some nice sketch paintings & then done them bigger but somehow lost all the skill they'd had in the sketches. That was depressing. A small glimmer & then it went away. Hopefully it'll come back. Its got to come back. Back downstairs i saw my old toolstore had been transformed into a little black painted dark curtained room with kinetic art in it with wee lights & stuff. Great. I loved my room, but this is cool.
Was pretty disappointed with the sculpture. Some of the work was ok but mainly they had this idea that they needed loads of SPACE between the exhibited items. Not much work either, but oddly presented. The space was arse. Stupid & pointless space, badly placed & annoying. I never been optically offended by space before... which was kinda interesting actually.
Friday was training course at work in being in a big team. Beats working, anyway. It was less bad than expected. There was a small subteam there who we are about to amagamate. They consistently fucked up the team activities by being self centred rather than working with everybody. Red card only when everybody else was green card. This doesn't bode well.
One skinny stalk of success i did have this past week. I crowned myself Queen of the Dells... i successfully dismantled my purple dell mini 10v & changed the ram to a 2 gig stick. Thats the most it can take & to do that you need to strip the entire thing down to 1 circuit board. I watched a video walkthru on youtube about it. Only had to watch it 1.0001 times, it was very clear. Bit nerve wracking working at the plastic fittings, thats all. i used a lot of plastic credit cards etc to help with the leverage on the bits that clip on. Everything very small... 3mm wide ribbon cables & stuff... a couple of times i took macro shots with the camera & zoomed in just so i could tell how to undo something. Done it but. It made me happy. Technical stuff rocks. Bow down little dells your queen is here.
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