Friday, January 29, 2010

Every day is the right day.

On the 22nd of February I will be starting my first day of visual arts at UB.
Yesterday I went to my enrolment, it all went well.. Only I was annoyed that my mum had not taken in any of the information I had told her about the course.
The enrolment did not take too long, it was over before midday, what did take longer was jumping around all over the campus’s searching for the accommodation organisers. So mid next week I should get an offer for that.
The building I put down was the cheapest, it’s a big ol’ brick mansion two story pretty cool. It’s a 10 min walk from the camp street campus where I will be attending my classes.

I have been invited to the curt’s 18th, curt is about the closest thing I have to a best friend, I realised last year that ever since Hayden my old friend left for brazil in yr 10, I’ve been just surfing around into different groups not really being great friends with everyone, not really having an opinion on anything, just quietly working away on my art in the corner of the room, and I liked that because every one thought I was crazy, I even chucked a few twitches in just to keep them on their toes, I liked feeling that I was mysterious and I was left alone. That may be the reason i stray away from really wanting a 'girlfriend' but also just because i cant she a relationship working with anyone I know. What’s wrong with being on my own, I like it. Sex does seem like a scary thing, who wants that responsibility.
Mostly this year I hung with Curtis, who is a musician and likes mostly the same music as me. He can play something like 15 different instruments, he is the rhythm guitarist and lead singer for that band ‘Phillys and the crab people’ I was jealous of his music ability and he was jealous of my artistic ability so everything was even.
I’m looking forward to the party, its overnight at his place only I don’t have a tent...

Hillary has commented on my BookFace, every now and again she asks for a update on my life, i think this is because I told her last year she would loose interest in me in a few weeks, she is persistent and I feel that she only asks for these updates because i said that. but still its nice to have someone who is like that.

Reading Peters blog brings back my old annoyance that everywhere toilets have pull handles on the inside, I hate that I always have. But maybe I’m just a clean freak?

Today I bought the album ‘meddle’ and so far I think it is awesome. But sitting here listening to it... I’m not sure... But is it normal to be feeling like your spinning tumbling into space? Well, it’s nice so I don’t care if its not normal or not.
I also got a hair cut today so it will be looking alright for uni, or so says my mum. But I’ve always bee scared of having a hair cut, this comes because when I was a child my mum would always shave my hair right back every holidays, and I hated it and now because of it I feel very self conscious about my hair and such.
And I guess when I think about it, it doesn’t look that bad right now.
Does it?

Monday, January 25, 2010

Stop Children Whats That Smell?

Hey ho, what a fantastical Australia day this has been, not really that was a lie. Same old days, I’m certainly getting sick of the never ending farm work, I mean it wouldn’t be too bad if I was getting paid.. or even got a thanks.

Australia Day (Made in China)

I’ve been listening a lot to Barrett seems the CD’s I ordered finally got here, I’ve heard all the songs before but well now I finally own all of them. Before yesterday and today I was listening a lot to Radiohead and Barrett is a great contrast, for whereas Radiohead would have scrutinised every song, Barrett’s albums just sound as if he has just thrown all the pieces finished or not together in a jumble, the albums seems to have equal hits and misses and while listening to the intolerable misses it makes you feel as if you too are going insane.
But none of his post Floyd stuff was ever as good as Piper, there was never anything again near that standard its kind of sad. That album really is a great first album, I think It would have to be my favourite ever but I’m not sure.

Whenever I cannot find something to do around the house I grab dads old gun (a 22) and go hunting. We have two blue gum plantations on ether side of our farm so its not a long walk to find anything, I had all the time in the world to waste so I decided to got further into the plantation then ever before. The plantations are set out like a leaf with a main path down the center then and the rows of the trees spreading out away from that, so to find kangaroos or wallabies I simply walk down the center path looking left and right down the rows for and sign of wildlife, this was not really working seems the rows were filled with weeds, and as I had found out another time while trying to get closer to a wallaby, Spiders. This made moving down a row very slow, annoying and not worth the effort. I followed the path till it met another that went off to the right towards our farm I followed that till I came to a small kind of creek with scrub growing in and around in the middle of the plantation. I had walk a long way and still had not seen a thing odd, I walked around the creek well.. Its not really a creek I don’t know what to call it, its just a little… drain? Anyhow so I followed it around the edge till I had gone right around the top point and was on the side opposite to where I started, it was a perfect area for wildlife to be yet I had seen none.. I decided to go home when a black rabbit ran out.. and well. Yeah.
Even though I walked a long way for nothing really I did enjoy my trip I have my sense of smell back so I could smell that old ecliptic smell of the bush.. and in some spots the smell of rotting corpse.
Walking home I came across the strangest sight, at first I thought I was hallucinating I was walking across the paddock hoe when ahead I saw a bunch of young men running around a dam in their underwear, not my ideal fantasy, it turns out my cousin and a few friends just decided it would be ok if they swam in our dam.. and also for some reason they had a duck.

a Duck?

Friday, January 22, 2010

this is where you end.

This post is more of an update on the last,
I remembered during the show that girl that has been texting me showing an obvious obsession sent me some whinny message about being paranoid or something, I didn't bother reading the message at the time I was a little annoyed by it, I ignored my phone for the rest of the night. The next day I read the message again and attempted to think of a reply but I gave up partly because I could not think of anything to say and partly because I am just sick of her messaging me telling me about her fears and how lonely she is, everybody got their problems.

Also today I had a nice surprise when I could smell my paint for the first time in a long time, my nose has been blocked since around the end of last year. the smell of oil paint and linseed reminded me of great times during year 12 working on my final pieces late at night when I didn't want to sleep, that’s when I realised how much I enjoyed painting and creating I wanted to do it forever without sleep.

Blast off to Another Dull Day

Daniels big day out..
it was not the greatest gig Philly’s have ever done, in fact it may have been the worst I’ve ever seen (keep in mind I have not seen many)... actually thats probably an overstatment, There was a number of problems; Curtis lost his voice, Dylan’s guitar seemed to be making a funny noise, oh but the problem that exceeded all rest was the fact that they’re still playing the old numbers like ‘doorbell’ and my least favourite song ‘winter’ I think this was the very first song they ever wrote together, they just need to bin it, I cannot get into it nobody can the sound of it reacts like nails on a chalk board to me and it clears a pub like no other.. every time I comment on the shittiness of that song surely enough someone’s around to tell me musically it is excellent and maybe so but that does not change the fact that it is
The bands own Yoko Ono stepped in to defend the song saying everyone ‘loved it’ well they certainly loved it alright, loved it so much the majority left the room.
What did attract the crowd was Curtis’s funky saxophone playing, and who wouldn’t it got the crowd moving.

I slept the night at curt’s new house in a big bed that was not quite long enough and a room that was massive, I woke up before the other two (Curt and Enan) so I sat with his sister and watched mighty boosh.. something I don’t understand, what makes this show funny? I mean really..?
Not too much else has happened today I jammed with the other two, my lack of musical knowledge means I was passed around from bass to drums (I’m self taught) but Enan was impressed by the fact I could play bass and drums. We jammed on ‘money’, ‘time’ and some other song that I didn’t know the name to, I was impressed with my own drum playing its been a long time Anne commented on my drum playing.. my mum said nothing as she walked in to pick me up. Nope instead she punished me because she could not follow the easiest directions in the world. So now she’ll probably be pissed at me for another week for another stupid reason.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Boxes

soon soon, soon i'll be outa my home. for the first time in about 3 weeks. yes, thats my life a crappy stuck at home life.
where am i going?
in half an hour i'll get a ride 'round to my friend Tilly (Matilda)'s house then its off to the 'nash' (national hotel of geelong) where my friends band 'Phillys and the Crab People' are playing tonight, me and this band have a rich and long history, i've been with this band since it was no band. infact i created the name of this band plus some stencils and random arty stuff. i havn't heard them live in some time, i'm fairly sure they have written some new stuff apparently 'bluesy' their usual genre is indie rock. they have a cd in the mix they're saving up to have it produced or something.
what else have i done today? i did some fiddling around in flash creating some productions, then surfed newgrounds to look at others i have submitted, its been over a year since i've put anything up-then i realised what the hell am i doing? creating animations is about the most time consuming thing i know and besides i get sick of anything i am working on really quick or its just too hard to get a good idea to start with, besides if i do add anything i think may be alright it'll get a very bad rating and everyone ussually baggs the shit out of it?
so i got up and started working on a painting i started yesterday something which usualy gets great reviews.
i like this painting i hope i dont lose interest in it like others i've started.
i'll explain it maybe another time.
i've been asked to little at all today, just feed the carves. i saw a dead one in a pen really skinny ribcage bones showing eyes rolled back tounge hanging out, the kind of stuff i've seen many times before on this farm
well got to go. (sorry about any spelling)

In the Beginning

So this is blog land, what are the benefits of starting a blog? Should I even start one? My feelings on the subject is that my life is too boring for any poor soul to waste minutes of the day reading, if in fact anyone reads this blog at all.

Its probably not so much a thrill of exciting and entertaining a group of ready readers that brings me to this, but more so perhaps the chance of expressing and sharing life that goes un noticed as if it is more worth while now, umm what I mean to say is that I will have a chance to express the thoughts that go unheard in my life here. So hey how about a little insight to me? Only very young finished school and this year going to Ballarat uni.. although I feel funny about the whole thing because you see I’m doing a visual arts TAFE course that leads onto the degree course ergh I could go on but its-don’t worry. Anyhow what else is going on in my life?

Oh right there’s a girl.. I don’t like her much, she was alright to make out with and what not at a couple of parties toward the end of last year… but now, now she is just getting annoying, constant text messages that now I’m just ignoring all that lovely kind of childish crap, I could never let myself get into a relationship with her.. and its bad enough I let it get as far as it has, of course I don’t want to be a bastard and tell her to go away… but is it more of a bastard just to slowly push her away and while her backs turned run?

Who knows, I’m hardly been true to her I spent the coming of the new year with another girl younger much nicer one, both wasted leaning on each other making a mess of saliva on each others faces under the full moon, sleeping a arm lost under her waking up with it aching… yeah, a climax for the year gone. A big year finishing yr12 and all that, A lot of firsts happened last year.. and a lot of lasts. Oh! I know something I must tell, one thing I am very proud of is the climax I finished my schooling years with… but wait maybe another time..
wow longer then i thought i could make one.. but is it interesting..?