February 2012
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Feeling good because of:
High Contrast: Tough Guys Don’t Dance on CD, clean house, fascinating dissertation research, amazing letters, big new street art book, lots to read, fresh golden syrup sponge pudding, near sleep-awakefulness, interesting thoughts.
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I have just watched a small bird flit down on to the drainpipe of next doors house and make its way along towards me by landing on the outside edge of the drainpipe, jumping into the middle, then up and underneath the small overhang of the roof to peck at something. It repeated this little pattern all the way along and then onto the roof outside of my window. It pecked some more, observed some...
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A Revolution of Reality
I feel like I’m waking up to reality. Gradually. I can see it, almost feel it. Thinking on thoughts arisen from my dissertation. Situationist / Régis Debray. Debrays thoughts in particular shook me to see the present. “We are no longer in a society which distances us from things, in which we could be said to be alienated by our separation from them…” True, the spectacle is...
“the foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under its...”
– James Oppenheim
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Muddy Road
Tanzan and Ekido were once travelling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was still falling.
Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.
“Come on, girl,” said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud.
Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he no...
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January 2012
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Beautiful Losers →
A 90 minute film, dedicated to artists who grew up doing their own thing and kept at it and made it.
Amazing. CREATIVITY. DEDICATION. ACTION.
Very inspirational.
WatchL.S.D feeds on light via two LDR (light depending resistor) mounted on a suction cup, allowing the sensors to be mounted on any screen surface. An analogue synthesizer converts the light input to sound waves. This device can be used in many different configurations and feeds from any light sources. Project pages: recyclism.com/lsd_sonicgraffiti.php recyclism.com/lsd.php
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Butter
I went to get some butter, because I need it to make biscuits.
An old fellow was in front of me, paying for his things, which came to about £12.
He handed the man behind the counter a £20 note and said “That’s all I’ve got, sorry mate”
His use of “mate” really struck me. I saw then, I imagined, him as a younger man. As a guy who would actually use the word...
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In/Out
In is work, wondering about the future, wanting to be out.
When I got up this morning I stood on my table and leant out of the top half of my window and felt the cold morning air. The sky was a warm peach colour above the tops of the houses, and faded majestically into cool blue with the tiniest hint of grey at the top. It was quiet and the sky was clear save the seagulls flying about. Everything...
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WatchShort video about Mark Jenkins who creates life-sized sculptures out of tape, clothes them and places them out in the city.
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That little flat bread I made for my lunch was one of the most peaceful things I’ve ever done. Just a small amount of bread and some water and salt. Kneading it, rolling it between my palms and pressing it out into a little round and then frying it. I also had a small portion of reheated food from last nights dinner. Afterwards I sat and felt the slight heat in my mouth from the chili...
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Thus mrrrnin I got up at seven sharp and dressed and took my skateboard and headed out into the still darkness.
Skated along down through the empty town, alone save one taxi and about five people milling around. It was so great to be out at such an early hour. It’s like I had a massive head start on the day, as though I’m picking up where last night left off. I am definitely going to...
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sclrunch
I went and made a cup of tea and on the way I thought I was going to have a mince pie with it. I thought how piggy I was being eating all these mince pies and I wasn’t even hungry, and I felt sad. But I was going to have one anyway, wasn’t I? I made a cup of tea. Not many teabags left. We could have got more today but I just didn’t get round to do doing it. Both that and washing...
In the night a print of a poster I designed kind of fell off the wall and got caught on my year planner I made and stuck up. Today a page of the planner fell off so I ripped it all off the wall and screwed it up including the poster. Now I have a nice blank wall. I have about a month to finish my dissertation. AW heck. haha I love saying stuff like that. Music is good because it distracts the mind...
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Beethovens finished, it was great.
Imagine the scene where they’re redoing the ladies toilets or something. Love that area just there with the trees and the leaves and big houses. I loved that old ladies toilets with its graffiti and tree growing through the roof and boarded up windows and mossy seclusion. Now it’s all destroyed and concrete and dust and building site like any other. I want to know what they’re...
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I go out to escape being in.
Skate off down the road alone to do various things. I’ve got all those things to do and they’re important. Buying ingredients for muesli (I wonder who’ll be in the Health Food Shop today?), sending something off at the post office, seeing the sights of the town, looking at all the people, skating down the pier on the smooth surface, feeling the...
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When I was back home I got annoyed at my cat and threw her off me because she was pawing on my stomach before she sat down, and I was afraid she’d pull the threads on my jumper.
How brainwashed am I? As thought my jumper is worth more than my cats innocent affection. Jeez.
Other ways I am brainwashed include my obcession with cheapness. Even though I’ve mulled the subject for a good...
Here’s the image of the skull I posted...
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The seagull sits atop the roof of a house, bathed in sunshine. He surveys the area, then takes flight.
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Listening To Albums
I find it with nearly every music album I buy. Normally you know a couple of songs, and buy it to own it and to listen to it. Sometimes I’ll think “hmm” This isn’t that great, or prefer one side of a record, or not hear or enjoy parts of songs.
Listening to albums again for the fourth or fifth time you start to know the songs, pick out little bits, hear and understand the...
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I just had a walk around town to some shops. I discussed the merits of red peppercorns vs. black with the girl behind the counter, bought a loaf of nice bread from the bakers and noted that it was warm from the sun shining on it to the man. He agreed and said to have a nice day, and I returned the words of goodwill. I checked out the greengrocers and got carrots for Dahl and milk and clotted cream...
The tape I have seems to have on it so far: some strange laughing, a man saying one two three four, and a long recording of a yoga class or something, and some other things. It’s just told me to never mix alcohol with ecstasy, or any of the dance drugs.
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