Wonderufl Wrodl of Aimsleydale

Bye bye baby, baby bye bye

2006-07-09T22:33:00.000+01:00

Finally! Finally! Finally my father unblocked LJ!

For a detailed synopsis of the implications of this action, see this thread.

I will be crossposting all art related (especially Distrubing art related :D) here so not to worry.

But from now on, all the juicy stuff will be located at my wonderufl new LJ :D

Au revoir, blogspot, You have served me faithfully. *snogs all over*

The River: Sofas

2006-06-24T02:35:00.000+01:00

(This is my first river post, just testing the waters with this one, ok?)

It seems to me that someone's sofa can tell you lot about that person. I know a family that are big, warm and expansive; they have sofas so hidden with multicoloured cusions and throws in a variety of 'ethnic' prints and fabrics that you cannot tell with colour they truly are. They also have one of those big bowl-like chairs that envelop you in padding when you get in and are very difficult to escape. Sofas in holiday homes and hotels all seem to be very similar to me - unmemorable, all right to look at but fairly uncomfortable, no love expended on them and nothing recieved in turn.

I know another family that have big, black, leather sofas. The people in this family are very pretty, and in fact can be very nice people, but you have to tread lightly. Danger lurks in pissing them off (which is far too easy to do) and uncomfortable silences prey upon the unwary. I have slept on these sofas and found them to be deceptive - comfortable when you first sit down but as the night wears on they become sticky and hard and bumpy and harder and harder to cope with. Similar things can be said of their owners. (NOT that I am implying that all leather-sofa owners are like this - these particular leather sofas are just the meanest (bitchiest?) I've come across.)

Sofa shoppers, be warned! Clearly there is danger lurking in Kingdom of Leather - how will people read your sofatic choices? Will you be judged on the colour of your throw?

In fact, my curent level of neurosis does somewhat induce me to worry about such things - we have three sofas (soon to be two as the new house is very, very much smaller than this one). Do people observe the large hole in the covers of the big blue one and wonder how we can live with such damage? Do they wonder what further fissures lurk beneath the rather manky blanket covering one of the cusions of the pink one and think us deceptive? Do they tut at the superfluous nature of the the third sofa, hanging with the seatle at the unused end of the lounge and consider us wasteful? Do we have too many cusions, or too few? Is the coffee table too big? Is there just a little too much Rodin?

Ok, so maybe our sofas are not my biggest issue. Especially as I am not even a proper adult of this house (legally doesn't reall count in families), thus I don't really feel that the sofas are a direct reflection upon myself - which is lucky because I seem to think a lot of other things are. Maybe I'm right that my clothing and hair styles do affect what other people think of me, but I do wish that I would stop obsessing over it as though it determined what I am like instead of just advertising it.

Still, I think I am right when it comes to sofas - the more I think about it, the more sofas seem to suggest qualities about their owners. Grandoise settees in one house are kept immaculate while the rest of the (giant) house falls into bohemian ruin. My grandparent's sofa is a practical sofabed that reminds one that their current house is much larger than the four rooms (not bedrooms, actual rooms) they shared with their five children forty/twenty years ago. Sofas are important because of their place in the life of any family - gathering place and resting place. Maybe I'm being a little too romantic here (tis a nasty habit). And I'm not sure why I'm writing about furniture - but I supose four hours in Ikea will do that to you. :D

Plots and Plans

2006-06-24T01:11:00.000+01:00

I would like to start a thing, not really an everyday thing, but a 'regular' thing, you know, whereby I discuss some aspect of myself, the world, television or something etc. I know that no-one reads this blog, so it'll really just be an excercise in writing - people keep saying that you should write what you know (this concept is what's earned my As in both my AS and A2 English coursework :D). And I suppose one day I hope I'll come back to it when I'm older to help me write that sitcom about my teenage experiences that I'm always dreaming of.

But right now, I'd just like to give it a try. The criteria will be thus: the post will be about a specific topic, ie 'moving house', 'really wanting children right now', 'how I love ikea' etc and I have to stick to that topic without meandering from the subject, which I tend to do. (I recently tried to write something specifically about my feelings regarding the film 'Leon' and ended up rambling for two pages about how depressed I was, which was beside the point) This will be useful in honing my writing skillz and plus'll help me to air a few of those things that seem to get caught up in my head sometimes. Woo!

It needs a name... TRT? (The Regular Thing?) TAM? (Things About Me?) The Thing? Read me? I like 'Read Me' actually... Or maybe 'Me Mouthing Off a Lot', or 'Big Gob Monkey'. From the Forest Floor? Random Things About Me (RTAM) - OOH! - This makes me think of 'R. Tam' which makes me think of River! 'The River'? I Like it, actually. 'The River' - 'TR'? It's good, actually. Understanding and Comprehension. It's fabulous! Should I make a new blog for this or something? Hmm... I think I'll start it here and if it takes off or something I'll give it its own room (like a newborn baby growing into a toddler lol!).

Otherwise, watch this space :)

2006-06-22T22:27:00.000+01:00

So I managed to find that poem my sister wrote that inspired the name of this blog.

She was six:

My family is wonderufl and
my family is beautiful and
Baby animals are sweet.

2006-06-22T14:04:00.000+01:00

Exams are done! Wayhoo!

Now I have to concentrates on: Getting a summer job, completing my summer projects for college :D, drawing stuff, writing some songs, learning guitar, moving house, repainting my new bedroom, buying new clothes, taking some photos, spending more time doing creative things and spending less time on the internet and/or watching Doctor Who with the commentaries :D

LALALALALAALALAALAL

Gah, last night was horrid - I was tired and wired, which is the worst thing to be ever I swear. I couldn't sit still or commit myself to anything - in the end I moved everything in my room around and collapsed in from of a DVD but I was still gibberish. And then I had a fantastic dream about Foxfire in which Rita died and I was in the gang - and there was no Goldie or Violet but a sort of super-gay hybrid of them both... yeah, it got weird after that...

Mnemonic fun!

2006-06-19T21:02:00.000+01:00

Pyshology is a subject defined by the millions of mnemonics needed to get through a single essay... Just a few examples of my favourites:

For Question C of the paper:
Dan Dog's Precious Red Rabbit Ran Riot
Percy's Invisible Nunchucks Proved Very Painful
In Termite Mounds, Dead Fish
Cats Get Dead Fish, However Crazy Cats Suffer
Endearing Dogs Rarely Prove False

For Ethical issues of Psychology:
Stella, Let Tiny Men Veer
Special Buns Please, Egbert's Got Baked
In Windy Deception, People Die Continuously

For anxiety disorders:
Silly Susan Ate Lard

For Schizophrenia:
Look Tim, Dead Storks Everywhere!
Get Fishing Ivan, Susie's Killed the Blue and Yellow Pig

for Depression:
Dan Told Alice Not to Come
Foreign Pigs Won't Touch Killer Rabbits' Mice

And that's about, what, half the course? And my exam is, when, the day after tomorrow?

Lol, while trying to discover how to spell 'mnemonic' I stumbled upon this fun little site. Dorklyfooglish. I like it.

Look what I did! :D and other stuff, y'know...

2006-06-19T02:33:00.000+01:00

One of the things I really love about bebo.com (in fact, just about the only thing I love about it) is the whiteboard feaure that enables you to draw piccies for all your mates. It's crude, rudimentary, hopelessly simple and absolutely brilliant because the best thing about is not only the simplicity that forces a sort of sophistication, but the knowledge that when you press 'done' there is nothing more that you can do before the picture is open to the entire world via the wonderful internet.

Which makes for some fabulous creations :D

What I don't like so much is the way it shrinks all your picture down little :( Thus the random selection of those few that I've saved from instant death:

TARDIS (above) - drew this today and am ridiculously proud of it! Can you tell I've been watching a LOT of Doctor who at the moment? It just makes everything so good :D

Bodies - political commentary as hidden by stick figures - means a lot more than it looks... :P

Koalafish - the inevitable hybrid.

Masks - 'random emo image' sums it up nicely :)

In other news: I have incorporated a new art posts list in the bar thingy in lieu of working out how to do tags - one day, one day! til my major exams... - I love Leon and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and Foxfire and yay - my cat is ill and there are probably fleas in my bed which would explain the reoccuring bites all over me - we're moving to Caterham on the eighteenth of july - we're having a fabulous leaving party on the fifteenth of july - I need more HATS.

2006-06-18T10:37:00.000+01:00

Which Major Romantic Poet Would You Be (if You Were a Major Romantic Poet)?

You are William Wordsworth! You get a bad rap these days, alas. Many people think you oppressed Coleridge, but there really isn't much proof. You may have oppressed the women in your life, but hey, everyone was doing it. You honestly love nature, and admire an aesthetic of simplicity and honesty. You love Milton and human freedom, though some say you sold out in the end. Oh dear. But you left us "Tintern Abby" and "The Solitary Reaper," bless your heart.
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Pre-distrubing art

2006-06-16T16:31:00.000+01:00

Before distrubing art was distrubing, I attempted to create that sort of style a few times. Then morbid mouse came along and influenced everything after, but these are few of the fore-runners to distrubing art as we know it:

Boy (above) - creepy emaciated kid in one-peice garb. Fun with wiggles.

Tinies - I drew a lot of these sort of things in Stacey's Random book, but actually I'd drawn them long before as seen here.

Headlines - not sure about this one...

Bubbles - I loooove this :D

So so distrubed!

2006-06-16T15:50:00.000+01:00

Circles (above) - I really really like this one. I had been drawing circles almost feverishly that day, trying to explain things to myself, and this sprung naturally out of that. The quote beneath the pictre is from Green Day's 'Church on Sunday'.

Bird - I have no clue where this came from, however.

I'm so emo! - A badge design. I am so so so in love with it. Original, uncoloured version here.

Gaping - kind of a coloured version of teef

Doggie - don't ask :D

HP artifuls!

2006-06-16T15:21:00.000+01:00

Harry Potter art from yesterday's influx of scanning love :D These can also be found at my art site Scribble-me-do, cool no?

Angry Gryffindor (above) - angsty ootp-ish Harry with funky colours.

An awkward moment - ink and watercolour trio

Trio sketch - cute scribble of the trio looking happy yet nose-less.

Distrubing art coming up :D

Art influx!

2006-06-16T13:23:00.000+01:00

Haha! At last I managed to get ahold of myself and braved the scanner's wrath! Thus there is suddenly a lot of art going round yay! This post: Random art, doodles, the like. HP and Distrubing arts coming shortly!

Fairy Boy - I kept drawing this little fairy boy all the time on everything. This is really the only thing left of that. I like him :) Maybe one day I'll colour him.

Angry Ivor - angry guy in a fur collar, doodle

Leopard - anthro-leopard type thingie

Wonka? - sort of an androgynous Wonka-type figure, not sure what it is really...

Skinny Dress - experimenting with fun styles

Dude - drawn aaages ago, excuse the scuzzy paper

Fairy with a flower - doodling fun

2006-06-15T13:39:00.000+01:00

Ha! Somehow Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit has become spliced with Ray on Yahoo Movies! Oh the hilarity!

I didn't even realise until I was reading the moviemom's review and it claimed that Wallace and Gromit depicted 'Sexual references and situations, including adultery' and 'Drug abuse, including heroin, drinking, a lot of smoking' - which threw me a little.

I feel I shall now be haunted with mental images of Wallace the Junkie and his aldulterous, shag-aholic, poster-child-for-lung-cancer dog.

2006-06-15T11:05:00.000+01:00

I'm still alive!

(which is a miracle due to the compination of exams + no sleep + driving practice)

Not an angsty post! Or not. Which is a double negative so I'll just go strangle myself. NO! I said no angst!

2006-06-08T01:04:00.000+01:00

Well I am still pretty shitted up about that website, but I can't just shut my eyes and ears and hum to myself in the hope that I'll feel better if I distance myself from it. I tried that when I was twelve and succeeded so completely that it wasn't until I was sixteen and au-pairing in the US that I remembered all that confusion and worked out what it meant. But that whole episode is another story.

Wait! I really didn't want to make this another angsty post because I'm feeling like I'm being very self-centred (which is stupid, why else have a blog if not to endlessly obsess over your own motives and thoughts and actions and self and all those grubby little episodes that make up our lives). I would really like to post some art but I'm just... lazy. There's no excuse but that for some reason dragging my (seemingly-unable to lose weight) arse downstairs to access the scanner because it's so ridiculously far away- STOP! I'm writing angsty again. GAH. I'm not depressed, I hope I'm not depressed because I really can't deal with that right now. No, I'm hormal. Yes, that's it. Phew.

So I'll do what normally adjusted people (-that's the last time, I promise) and post links! I'm quite excited.

Fic Recs:
Nearly all from Silverlake because I've been reading my way through that:

Scrubs: My Spiders from Mars by cgb - JD/Dr Cox and just... perfect, ahh.

Doctor Who and Firefly: Anything by Tara LJC O'Shea. I'm just in love with her writing.

Battlestar Galactica: for whom it is reserved by Sangga - I just love things like this; character sketches are my secret lovers.

Bring it on: Routine by Pearl-o - perfectly picks up on something I think more than a few people suspect.

>>Finally, because I just discovered her, anything by Kate Bolin, but particularly:

Doctor Who: 18 Seconds - I just like how the character of the Doctor is sketched out in this series of events and visits - and how this random sight-seeing seems to be so directionless compared to the events of the series itself. Plus, it's lovely.

Harry Potter: Come Shots - A bunch of Hermione/Girls which is pretty... nice. Heh.

X-men: La Brea and Gaiety - two short stories about Rogue, both wonderful and sweet (one is also funny :D).

Firefly: Milk Run - I have a strange tendancy to be afraid of Firefly fanfiction, probably because of my huge insecurities about someone mangling something I am so emotionally invested in. Milk Run is lovely, though - and pitch perfect in tone and character.

Maybe I'll write some of my own soon. In the mean time, rejoice! While there are people who write like this in the world, life can't be all bad, can it? :D

2006-06-07T01:38:00.000+01:00

I don't know why I just forced myself to re-read the contents of godhatesamerica.com and others associated with it. I suppose I could tell myself it is an attempt to understand the 'enemy', or to add fuel to the fire of my anger against people like that, and organisations like that. But really I'm just left feeling heart-weary and sick to the marrow with wondering how a person can call themselves Christian and yet seek to misuse "God's word"* in this horrific way.

I want to able to laugh at it. The only thing I could find funny and non-threatening was the overwhelmingly petty response to the Swedish royal family here: "The King looks like an anal-copulator, & his grinning kids look slutty & gay!" Statements like that allow me to assume this is only a twelve-year-old boy acting out. But then, "You are drippings from the Devil's own penis - a veritable sperm bank for Satan's queers" is so hateful I can't maintain the pretence.

And the rest is just poison. Suggesting that teaching 'God loves everyone' is somehow associated with the devil. Urging to pray that more people will die so that they will go to hell. Thanking God for the deaths in Katrina and Tsunami ("Pray for more dead bodies floating on the fag-semen-rancid waters of New Orleans.") "THANK GOD FOR ALL DEAD SWEDES!!!". The blaming of September 11 and the deaths in Iraq on 'fags and dykes'. It's all horrible, and the worst is that people like this actually exists, and are alowed to reproduce and indoctrinate innocent children into this hatred.

And the scariest thing of all is my own succeptability to believe everything I read. I think there really are wizards living in secret all around Britain. Fairies populate the long grass in my garden. I try to communicate telepathically with my pets. I think it's cool to be uncool. And reading this sort of thing, I wonder, am I uncofortable because this is a violation of God's love? Or is it that I can't face the truth?

You see, Hell is a very useful tool of persuasion. It tickles upon people's fears of death, pushes them to the edge. Everyone wants to live forever in some way - nobody can face the idea of their conciousness, that they've worked hard on, nurturing and getting to understand and building memories with, just blinking out of existence. And you begin to feel that if you accept the idea of heaven, you're only accepting half of 'the truth'. And that's when people like this get you. Because Hell is not a fire-pit of an afterlife - it's a mind-altering drug. And like all dengerous drugs, it should be banned.

* Yeah, I'm not sure the bible can be blamed on God. It was written by a bunch of men in a patriarchal society - and the new testament was put together hundreds of years after the big J's death. But I don't deny that the bible makes a wonderful story, with some nice morals strung along in there.

2006-06-07T00:27:00.000+01:00

Hell, I'm in love with Gromit. *head in hands*

So, what's new?

2006-06-06T19:52:00.000+01:00

Mooooovies:
Well, I watched the Wallace and Gromit movie at last yesterday, and absolutely loved it, of course. It was like my childhood all over again. And I realised, as I was nearly crying in his best moments, that if Gromit was human he'd be just the sort of person I'd fall for. I'm not sure what that says about me.

I also just watched Larence Olivier's Hamlet for the first time and thought it was also pretty good. I did find myself spontaneously screaming 'Mufasa!' when the dead king says 'Remember me...' in that spectral voice. Which got me thinking about parallels to the Lion King and wondering why I hadn't noticed it before, but there you are. Which suggests that Scar got more than just food of Sarabi, but that doesn't bear thinking about, eugh. I was also shocked the length - or rather, the lack of length - of some of the men's skirts in that film too - the king's especially. There are young girls around, Claudius!

My Subconcious is aliiiive:
I have a badge that says 'Nobody deserves mime, Buffy.' I bought a Super Badge It! machine and I'm so in love with it! :D I need to buy a refill pack and make one that says 'But people have wives, Atherton!' which will be a source to mystery to everybody, including me. I don't understand my subconcious. Last night I dreamt about, among other things, powerpuff dolls coming to life and killing people. Davina McCall was there.

Geekitude and being a hoarder:
I now have three gameboys: An original, transparent one (my brother's old one), a bright pink pocket one (as purchased of ebay for a very decent price) and a purple game boy colour (found at the back of a cupboard in the garage). I think I'm just about ready to upgrade to an advance now. I also have many other things that I have discovered as we clean out the house - my old scooter safely folded in my room, an old guitar we found under the stairs, my iPod safe and sound, a printer, a bowler-type hat, and Eevee doll, various items of clothing, a whole box of tings I call interesting objects, which one the day the muse will force me to make into interesting and provocative sculptures, some new shoes, a new bag, a couple of useful tins and boxes and a smirnoff ice.

While the rest of the house gets slowly emptier, my room is slowly filling up to overflow...

2006-05-31T23:05:00.000+01:00

MNI is broken broken broken! I am simultaneously roaring with laughter and roaring with rage. I guess that means I'll have to stop reading random people's blogs for no reason and get writing/revising/drawing/cleaning/making badges/sorting/scanning/playing zelda again...

Hee!

2006-05-31T22:26:00.000+01:00

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Aimsleydale!

During the reign of Peter the Great, any Russian nobleman who chose to wear Aimsleydale had to pay a special Aimsleydale tax.
Aimsleydale has little need for water and is capable of going for months without drinking at all.
If you drop Aimsleydale from more than three metres above ground level, she will always land feet-first.
It is bad luck to light three cigarettes with the same Aimsleydale.
About 100 people choke to death on Aimsleydale each year.
Aimsleydaleocracy is government by Aimsleydale!
The National Heart Foundation recommends eating Aimsleydale at least three times a week.
The condom - originally made from Aimsleydale - was invented in the early 1500s.
Julius Caesar wore a laurel wreath to cover up Aimsleydale.
Fifty-two percent of Americans drink Aimsleydale.

Random random random things

2006-05-29T18:19:00.000+01:00

>> Mugglenet Interactive is my happy place.

>> Ok, so I am buing what I said I wasn't buying. But I plan to sell off the current one and also do away with the camera, printer, case and crap games that come with it. So instead of 'impluse buy' you should read, 'good solid investment'.

>> The same should be said for this. I plan to save hundreds in birthday cards and also make hundred in sales of distrubing badges, epecially ones with this, this and this on them.

>> I made some D.E.B.S icons! I loooove that film beyond reason thus:

These all look much

better if you click
on them lol. Credit
please to
dermot_thegreat
(me on LJ) :D

>> Legend of Zelda is the BEST GAME EVER.

Ebay is love

2006-05-23T22:45:00.000+01:00

So I finally went ahead and lost my ebay virginity AT LAST. It was horrifically scary of course and I don't with to dwell on it.

Of course, in true virgin-style I went and bought the first thing I saw instead of checking to see whether there wasn't a cheaper, better condition one with more extras >:O

But that doesn't matter, because look what I'm getting! (though look what I'm not getting grr argh) I have also gone and purchased Tetris, Zelda and something called Humans...

Soo... I'm totally not regressing. Na-uh. *shoves teddy bear under the bed* No way.

floored

2006-05-21T20:42:00.000+01:00

Lordi won Eurovision... O.O ...Fantastic!

(I also wanted Lithuania to win, so they could sing that song at the end... and because their song sounded like someone going 'nyer nyer ny-nyer nyer' and would have been fabulous.)

*hums 'Hard Rock Hallelujia' to herself all day*

And just like the movies...

2006-05-20T01:20:00.000+01:00

Random list of films I've watched (for the first time) in the last few weeks:

But I'm a Cheerleader - reconfirmed my love of Clea Duvall :) And also made me dance a lot...
Better than Chocolate - this film made me very very happy for a while *embarrassed* And I love the soundtrack!
D.E.B.S. - just ridiculously wonderful, hillarious and brilliant, and Lucy Diamond is my all-time favourite super-villan now.
Lost and Delirious - often overdramatic but saved wonderfuly by Piper Perabo's Paulie - plus, mini-Mischa is cute. It has, however, blighted my mentality on all-girls boarding schools - I just read some book set in the nineteen forties and my mind went a bit haywire with theories...
My Summer of Love - depressing and sad but really good nonetheless.
Closer - my immediate reaction was that it was cold, sad and bizarre, because of the completely unlikable qualities of the four leads. I was left thinking, well so what?
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - so wonderful, both for the weirdness and the acting quality - both Kate Winslet and Jim Carrey were almost unrecognisable in their roles.
Me and You and Everyone we Know - really cute but really strange. The most interesting storylines were the ones given to the kids.
The Interpreter - I loved loved loved it, and I'm not even sure why... Something to do with Nicole Kidman probably.
Gia - pleasantly suprising in that it's more than just wish-fulfilment - Angelina was fantastic of course :D
Bound - wanted to see this for aaaages since we studied film noir in photography and it was mentioned on some leaflet. Hooray then that I was not disappointed and it was indeed very good, yay!
The Terminal - I found this arresting and adorable, if mainly because Vicktor's accent was so cute - 'I am afraid from wolfmens' :)
Nightwatch - Watched it just now - I kept falling asleep! But it was really cool nonetheless and the part where the kid collapses in 'the gloom' was seriously beautifreaky.

I am now going to watch something Korean called Sky Blue which I rented from blockbuster and looks really cool. Other movies I've got ready to watch are: Sin City, the Wallace and Grommit movie, Almost Famous, Coyote Ugly, SPUN, Around the World in Eighty Days (the new one), Once Upon a Time in Mexico and Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. This is going to be exciting :D

This post ended up a lot longer than I had anticipated, oops...

2006-05-17T21:32:00.000+01:00

ok, I posted about these yesterday, but -

COULD TONY BLAIR STRIP BRITAIN'S SWANS OF ALL DIGNITY?

I just really don't want to know exactly how...

...I would post some art or something interesting and original, but getting near a scanner while my slave driver father (whom I love deeply btw) is in the house AND I have a photography deadline tomorrow/friday is damned near impossible :(

Funny thing is that having this deadline has done wonders for my productivity - I've drawn more things these past two weeks than I have in the last six months, as well as fixed my old website, put all my vids on the net, put all my writing on the net, made a HP art site, posted here billions, got a new mugglenet-interactive alias, watched four movies I really wanted to see and read two books... uh-oh.

Still, today I made my final peice for Unit 5 ('A picture of Britain') - lots of pretty moody black and white photos of paths and trees intermingled with WW2 photos of blitz damage in pretty old fashioned family-living-room frames... shiny!

Now I'm going to shower, then I'll come back and procrastinate some more...

2006-05-16T20:07:00.000+01:00

Lol. I think that's one of the best morning after stories I've ever heard...

2006-05-16T11:44:00.000+01:00

Best thing in the world ever!

Some of my favourites:

COULD LESBIANS INFECT BRITISH JUSTICE WITH AIDS?

DO PAEDOPHILES TAX THE ELDERLY?

DOES FEMINISM CHEAT FARMERS?

DO BRUSSELS BUREAUCRATS LEAD THE QUEEN ASTRAY?

WILL KEN LIVINGSTONE GIVE ENGLAND CANCER?

And my favourite so far:

WILL THE GERMANS STRIP HOMEOWNERS OF ALL DIGNITY?

Discovered courtesy of one of my other favouirte things, the Daily Mail Watch.

distrubing art yay

2006-05-15T20:35:00.000+01:00

Meh, there's been a little too much angsting around here lately, so let's get cheered up with some happy distrubing art, eh?

Crossheart (left) - I am so in love with this picture it's not even funny... ok, it is kinda funny.

Baby - scary and weird (so what's new?)

Bite me - really old, just got round to scanning, thus the retro look :D

Square - drawn same time as 'bite me'

Sourpuss - excuse the lined paper. Drawn during a depressing english lesson.

Faceless heads of egg - love love love!

Floppy - this one is actually a little frightening

Oh, and - FUCK OMG - just 48 hours til my photography work has to be in!

God hates hatred

2006-05-14T20:33:00.000+01:00

http://www.godhatesamerica.com/

God, that is so horrible. I've been doing an image brainstorm for 'current british issues' and therefore ended up bumping into this picture and then reading all about the BNP on wikipedia so now I want to just break down and cry with the crapness of everything :(

Angsty post

2006-05-14T15:45:00.000+01:00

Meh. Listened again to my old Amy Studt CD, turns out one of the songs rings a personal bell:

Amy Studt - 'Going out of my mind'
...
Please talk to me,
Whatever's wrong,
You know I'd help you out.
How will I know,
If you wont say
What this silence is about?
Cos I'm going out of my mind,
And I don't think it's fair,
Just when things seemed to be fine
You changed and didn't care.
Cos the least you could do
Is to talk this through.
And I'm going out of my mind
Over you.
...
(The second verse kinda desribes the whole thing from the opposite pov:)
...
Hey you, you haven't called.
I guess you're still busy.
Guess I think more of you,
Than you do of me.
And that's not how I want it to be.

Attack of the cute

2006-05-13T16:55:00.000+01:00

My most recent scanning blitz revealed a lot of cute art. Something is definitely wrong.

Angel-bear - (left) Only a very little bit distrubing...

Dino - excuse the lined paper, sorry.

Giraffe - as pronounced 'gear-raff-ee'

Mouth

Squodge - I haven't an idea where he come from, but I luff him :D

Toys - No excuse for this really.

Bear - or this :)

Rogit - Some cute character that keeps coming back to me

More Rogits - lots more!

I apologise greatly for the unnatural cuteness that seems to have overcome me. I shall go and lie down until it passes...

I present:

2006-05-11T01:43:00.000+01:00

My new HARRY POTTER ART SITE!

Go go go!

Procrastination

2006-05-07T16:12:00.000+01:00

Been revamping my ancient website Fourth Year of the Frog. The main page is now a links page to a bunch of things with me in them, and I redid the vids and writing sections and sribbled a random bio.

Then I went through a bunch of my old film magazines and compiled a list of all the films in them I wanted to see, before spending several hours battlng Limewire to help me get hold of things like 'The boy who plays on the Buddhas of Bamiyan' (impossible) or 'The heart is deceitful above all things' (similarly impossible).

Then I watched seven episodes of Scrubs.

Then I watched My Summer of Love, which was very good but depressing and weird (but I had the whole Sadie thing called from moment one, you ain't foolin' me, bitch)

Then I watched last night's Doctor Who again, which was fabulous.

Then I stared at my film list I made earlier.

Then I stared at Limewire for a bit.

Then I wrote all this shit.

Yeah, should really get on with my photography work now...

Pensive

2006-05-04T20:17:00.000+01:00

Ok, so for a long time I've had a little alter-ego called Pensive. He grew up on my MSN Space and then got a little webpage all of his own. He's been on haitus since the end of January, but suddenly today I was all overtook with nostalgia and well, he made me make his picture again.

He's usually more funny than this, but apparently he's not of the happy today.

2006-05-04T19:21:00.000+01:00

So... I voted.

And to say there wasn't much choice would be a gross understatement - when it gets down to being just between the Tories or UKIP or the Lib Dems, well, that narrows it down a lot...

Randomness

2006-05-04T09:46:00.000+01:00

So I worked out the school doesn't block LJ anymore, whee! But I won't be abandoning this blog anytime soon, so there's nothing to worry about. I left a post on my long-comatised livejournal mentioning that I won't be posting a lot and haven't been for a while. (but I think a September to May gap might have already shown that)

Other than that, nothing to say, except I'm feeling... weird.

Musings

2006-05-03T17:55:00.000+01:00

Am I the only person who looks at GLBT and gets hungry for bacon sandwiches?

I'm 'researching' templates for my website design for Photography (in an alternative to writing an essay) and thus have spent the last two days reading much of religioustolerance.org's info on homosexuality and religion because why not? I feel almost upsettingly well-informed, upsetting because now I know far too much about hatred. *sigh*

And watching telly. Lost was frabujous as is to be expected and I am muchly excited by the possibilities it has opened up, and can't wait to discover a lot of things that if anyone spoils for me I will hunt them down and kill them. I don't want to download it because that's hard and illegal (shhh! about the five films I've downloaded in the past two weeks) and plus there's a certain magic about watching something with that much anticipation and excititement. (although I could do without the squillion advert breaks, please.)

Of course, things differ with old, cancelled (grr) or I-missed-it TV - and I sometimes find myself ripping through tv-dvd boxsets in a matter of days. I just finished watching the OC Season One and loved it because it was so fantastic compared the pure drivel that's going on now. I mean, c'mon guys! You've got all that fabulous backstory and all the characters are doing is whittering on about their relationships all the time in all the episodes! Where's the drama? Where's the intrigue? And where, may I ask you, is the sex, violence and alcoholism this show promised us? I'm not sure what the OC is up to but I tell you, it's just boring boring boring. :(

Am I only one who thinks that Ryan's new love interest The Cousin of Deceaced Johnny looks like she was separated from Teresa, the Mother of His Baby and Childhood Sweetheart, at birth? Freakish resemblance there.

Paaaaaarty!

2006-04-30T07:57:00.000+01:00

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrty!

(never use that word as a verb in my shop!)

In the bowls of scary messageboards

2006-04-24T22:49:00.000+01:00

Been trawling the deeps of imdb messageboards and reviews, tis fun. The best conversations are wanky fanboy exchanges about the use of gamma rays or tirades when the first poster uses capslock. You can scroll for hours on this one post without ever reaching any sort of meaningful conclusion, it's brilliant.

And then of course you get things like this:

"Another gem hidden away in the bowls of gay cinema."

Which make it all worthwhile, in my opinion.

Feelin' goooood

2006-04-23T11:09:00.000+01:00

Just to remind myself, if I'm feeling crap in the future, that something silly is making my very happy at the moment :D

I would go into details, but that would make me feel a little over-exposed and vulnerable...

Random doodler

2006-04-21T00:05:00.000+01:00

Two cute thingies I drew earlier 'today' in English. The grey is because of the school's new recycling paper, which is a little dodgily-like-toilet-paper even if it is helping to conserve the planet.

Bunnies? Blood? Must be more distrubing art...

2006-04-20T22:06:00.000+01:00

Somehow much of my recent scanning session turned out to be bunny art, lol...

Bunny hole (left) - my favourite!

Bunny Grin

Bunny Eras - loooong

I am The Bunny - similar to Bunny Hole only with proclaimations of identity

My Teeth are Dangerous - lol, cuute.

Wai? hm a t - is it a bunny? Is it a mouse?

Mickey

Puk - this wasn't meant to look like puking up, it just ended up like that somehow...

S - it has teeth :D

Photo post

2006-04-20T19:27:00.000+01:00

Well I was going to post some artwork, but some small problems with that have ensued. Anybody out there'll have to put up with just random pictures and an explaination of my exteneded 'family' like this: (The whole point of this is because of my new phone, and I get to play with it so woo!)

So there's me, right? .

And then there's Mareka, who is my brilliant sexy gorgeous lesbian wife.

The sexy Nancy is our mistress. That is, we each keep her a secret from the other.

We have two adopted sons, James and Sam. I have no photo of Sam, woe.

My brother, the boys' uncle and Mareka's incestuous-sorta lovebunny of doom, is also called Sam. Aw.

The boys' cousin and by default Sam's son is Glitter Shrug Boy.

Our friends include: Hugh the Shoe, Gay Boy, Straight Boy (who is not-so-straight), Fran, Myrtle the unknown, Holy Tom, Robinson Crusoe, Roryu and many others

Here is Nancy eating Sam.

Here is Mareka eating Rory.

And we won't ask what Sam is doing to Mareka.

Art coming up! Whee!

New phone fun

2006-04-19T22:07:00.000+01:00

Nancy being... a prat!

Chocolate monkeys and other, less disturbing things

2006-04-19T21:52:00.000+01:00

Lookee my chocolate monkey! (an arse-ways veiw) Mareka gave him to me ages ago for my birthday and I am finally debating whether to eat him; after all he has lasted quite a while now and he is so cute. The other issue is that it looks to be quite difficult to get into a chocalate monkey short of smashing with a hammer or sawing his head off. Photos are promised of the ensuing mayhem.

In other news, I'm seriously behind in my English (and in deadly trouble because I oops bunked Mrs Cox's lesson again for about the seventh time in a row and I have no good explaination I really don't. Really, I don't even know why I bunked so many, becuase I wasn't behind when I started...). Also I have eaten too much easter chocolate, barring the monkey, and must crazy-healthy-eat for a long time to make up for it.

Next post promises to include a rogues gallery with pictures take from my super-brilliant-shiny-new-phone and omgyay crazy crazy codenames and an explaination of our 'family' for outsider's purposes. nighty night.

Princess Mononoke Vid: Newborn

2006-04-18T22:51:00.000+01:00

Title: Newborn
Film: Princess Mononoke
Music: 'Newborn' by Muse
Description: Ashitaka centric vid, about y'know, his struggles and his journey and such. Not much of any other character 'cept San because she's the most important to him. No copyright infringement intended.

Right click on the title and save target as please!

I slaved over this, it is rather a work from the heart. See, I went into Virgin Megastores armed with vouchers to begin my journey into the world of Firefly, but my eye was caught by something I'd heard of but never seen - Princess Mononoke. A dilemma ensued in which I was forced to decide between Serenity and Princess Mononke, and I eventuall decided to sacrifice thwe more important, vital items on my list (underwear and clothing) for the sake of buying both. Following this action, all my little cousins watched it voraciously on our ski trip. My sixteen-year-old brother discovered his inner Seth and watched it three days in a row. And I... vidded it.

Please leave feedback! As Layha Siderea once said, 'This shit takes time'. Boy was she right.

ETA: Well my tests are reporting a number of problems regarding downloading this, so if it doesn't contact me and/or try again. Hope you like it!

I return

2006-04-08T19:27:00.000+01:00

Whee! I have been in the Alps skiing. It was good. I am very tired.

All good things must come to n end :(

2006-03-31T12:53:00.000+01:00

Wah. In four days I've managed to watch all of Firefly and Serenity and now there is no more... Woe. I even dreamt about it, which was good, except that I spent much of the dream in a blue-checked summer dress with a purple ribbon around my waist, which was bizarre. The Firefly bit was that it sort of replayed the Inara/Atherton parts from Shindig, and the only line I can remember is Inara saying 'But people have wives, Atherton!' Which makes no sense, but oh well.

Meh, I also found this funny:
'MARCH:Attractive personality. sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. AND ALWAYS HORNY!!!!'

Apparently those born in March have a natural affinity to rusty, beautiful spaceships.

TV Meme

2006-03-29T16:25:00.000+01:00

This rather cool meme requires you to list your six favourite tv shows and answer the questions. Unfortunately, I have way more than six shows I can put down without feeling guilty about all the ones I'm excluding, so I wrote them all down and pulled them out of a hat (literally - I found a hat and everything) so here goes, in no particular order:

1 - Doctor Who (2005)
2 - Queer as Folk (the original mancunian one)
3 - Firefly (though I've still got five episodes to watch :D)
4 - Buffy the Vampire Slayer
5 - Shameless
6 - Hex

Meh, it's funny that four are British shows (and two set in Manchester) and the only American ones were both created by the same man, lol. (The other shows I wanted included Lost, Battlestar Galactica, The OC and Weeds, among others...)

1 - Who is your favorite character from #2? (Queer as Folk)
Vince. Stuart is gorgeous, of course, but Vince is just... adorable.

2 - Who is your least favorite character from #4? (Buffy)
Well there were a lot of people who were not fun to like, but in truth the worst had to be Riley, just because there was no power on earth that could make me care if he fell in a pit full of spikes (hee!) and died.

3 - What would a crossover between #1 and #5 include? (Doctor Who + Shameless)
The mind boggles. My theory is that the TARDIS would be somewhere in the Chatsworth estate, following up a rumour of a psychic dog, and Lip, high on something would attempt to steal it, enlisting the help of much of the family to wheel it away. Steve would attempt to flog it, unsuccessfully because the doors are jammed. Meanwhile, the Doctor would be teaching Debbie the wonders of the world, and she would be falling wildly in twelve-year-old love with him. In chasing up the TARDIS, Captain Jack would try to make a pass at Fiona, for which Steve fights him. They all eventually settle it with a blazing row and a good party (Rose and Lip should definitely get together at this point). The next morning, they discover the TARDIS gone. Frank wakes up in 1453 Russia with a hangover and chilly toes.

4 - Who is your favorite ship from #6? (Hex)
I HATED Malachi/Ella, it was so so wrong. Ella/Leon was absurdly cute though. Neither Cassie nor Troy were interesting enough to care whether they were on or off. Azazeal/Jo was a bit of alright. But my favourite has to be Thelma/Just about anybody, just because I am so totally in love with Thelma. Especially when she had her angel wings on. And Thelma/Roxanne would be darn interesting, but Thelma/Me would be best :D

5 - If you were to set one person from #3 and one person from #6 on a blind date, who would they be? (Firefly and Hex)
Heh. This requires leaps of imagination I've having trouble conjuring up at the moment... I think Azazeal and Inara would be able to discuss high matters of philosophy and the like and be terribly genteel which would suit them both down to the ground. His infinite charm (and intense evil) wouldn't quite manage to sweep her off her feet, though. And she wouldn't be having any of his anti-christ offspring, that's for certain.

6 - If you could meet one person from #4 and spend the day with them, who would it be, and what would you do? (Buffy)
It would be Willow, and she'd teach some nifty magic tricks to make things go glowy and breathlesslike. Shiny!

7 - If you could change one thing about #2's plotline, what would you change? (Queer as Folk)
Well I didn't much like the second series at all as much as the first. I reckon they should have never let Stuart and Vince get anywhere near together, mainly to save Vince the pain of having to get rejected time after time, poor baby. The overall effect was most unsatisfactory, but I have no idea what I'd do about it...

8 - Explain a relationship between two people (not necessarily romantic) from show #5, and why you like the relationship between them. (Shameless)
To tell the truth, I like the relationships in the whole Galagher family. It's such a mess of amorality, drink, drugs, violence, crime, secrets and sex you'd think there was no space for any love in it, but surprisingly every episode leaves you feeling heartwarmed because there is so much love it sort of sinks all the crap into itself. Half of what they do the do for each other.

9 - If the lead title characters (first name in the credits) from #1 and #3 were both drowning, and you could only save one, who would it be? (Doctor Who and Firefly)
Oh my God that would not be fair! That's the sort of descision that comes up in your nightmares, gah. I think in the end it would have to be Mal I saved, as the Doctor does have a few more lives to live. He could just regeneratapow outta there, while I rescue our poor gurgling spaceboy.

10 - If you could change the title characters' order in the credits for #4, what order would you choose? (Buffy)
I like them how they are, but I would lobby to have Faith included in the credits. No reason other than my love for her, lol.

11 - If you were able to add a new character, any kind of character you wanted, to the storyline for #6, what would the character be like and what would their role be? (Hex)
I would find someone with a very large gun to shoot Malachi through the head. Basically, an Ella that was actually useful.

12 - What happens in your favorite episode of show #2? (Queer as Folk)
Stuart has sex with a fifteen year old and becomes a father on the same night. Vince pulls a fat bloke with a fake chest. Nathan tells a lot of lies.

13 - If you could kill off one of the characters of #1, who would it be and how would you do it?
Adam would die, and it would be very messy.

14 - If you got the chance to visit the set for either show #3 or show #5, which would you choose? (Firefly and Shameless)
Considering I can find a place remarkably similar to the Chatsworth estate less than a five minute drive away, I think I'd definitely be visiting Serenity.

15 - If you could date anyone from any of these shows, which show and which person?
Thelma from Hex, certainly. Just... because, lol. Other possibilities would be Faith (Buffy), Steve (Shameless), Captain Jack (Dr Who), Spike (Buffy), River (Firefly) or Azazeal (Hex)

Found this on Cult of Lincoln, woo!

Firefly loove

2006-03-29T15:01:00.000+01:00

There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity...

And it's damn true! I'm horribly tired, head achey and spacey and it's all that gorram Joss Whedon's fault! I can;t leave the bloody thing alone - I bought the DVD two days ago and I've watched nine episodes already! Gah!

And I can even decide which of the characters I'm in love with most, dammit.

More Distrubing Art

2006-03-29T01:24:00.000+01:00

Well, it's been a day for scanning, is all I can say. Larks!

Mm, Tongue (left, no explaination)

Cat Eyes (experimenting with blood splatterage)

Peepshow (the idea is there's a hole in the back of his head... didn't really work as well as I'd've hoped though.)

Lightening (distrubing art and harry potter merge in my brain... messily)

Puzzle (though in retrospect I think that looks more like a keyhole)

Blood Splatter (reworking of Cat Eyes, only no eyes and more bloood)

Hope you enjoy! I'm off to watch more Firefly.... I LOVE IT

Harry Potter Art Update

2006-03-28T22:02:00.000+01:00

Here're a couple of real old bits of this'n'that, detailing a couple of times where I got bored doodling in pen or pencil.

Remus Lupin (click the link to see whe whole picture, left is just a thumbnail.) Remus John Lupin is my heart bunny and I love him. This is a quite old watercolour of him looking serious in a bed-like manner. The tattoo thing on his shoulder is from some crazy idea I think I may have stolen from somewhere (but that knowledge is lost to the dark recesses of my brain) about werewolves being 'branded' with come sort of identity code, remincent of the tattooing of holocaust victims. And the lines on his face are supposed to be scars - inspired by the POA movie and by a variety of fanfictions.

Pastel Potter - a rather poor first experiment with chalk pastels. Looks slightly better in the real, as the scan is a wee bit weird. I still like his hair, though.

Distrubing Art Rules

2006-03-28T20:35:00.000+01:00

Some old distrubing pictures for your perusal. I'm updating from my looovely new laptop - probably about the best (and most expensive?) birthday present ever, excepting maybe the time I got a Gameboy and two pokemon games. Now that was class.

Onto the artwork:

Bunny (above, damn cute eh?)

Dead and Bleeding (nasty)

Green teeth (title gives the game away)

Sad Heart (actually the forunner for Heart Blob. I told you this was old art.)

Teef (my heart, my love, my soul. I want to marry him in a cave filled with ravenously cute pink rabbits)

Birthday!

2006-03-25T11:21:00.000Z

Bracelet money skin care battle star galactica goblet of fire badges magnet monkey socks chocolate monkey monkey mug 18 badge bracelet hug trivial pursuit gnomies another monkey mug portfolio carry case luggage vanity case hundred pounds bear angel book case LAPTOP LAPTOP LAPTOP!

A year in brief

2006-03-22T00:20:00.000Z

This year I have:

- Kissed two people, both of which were complete surprises.

- Had someone tell me they loved me for the first time ever (other than family).

- Had to tell someone I didn’t love them back, and managed to completely fuck it up as well.

- Been part of a gang with an actual name.

- Been married to a friend (or three…) for the first time.

- Bunked all lessons in a week once (I was very proud).

- Come out about my sexuality to my friends (actually on my seventeenth birthday).

- White-water rafted, paraglided and skied.

- Been actually rebellious in school, including talk-back to teachers (oooh! naughty!), bunking lessons, stealing supplies, failing many, many tests and writing anti-war slogans and other, less meaningful graffiti all over everything. This is exciting because I’ve always been a goodie-goodie.

- Watched Tipping the Velvet for the first time. It was very, very educational.

- Stood in front of a mirror looking for why someone could love me.

- Felt painful injustice during a lesson about gays and lesbians, and realised I’m going to see this thing through for real.

- Discovered Harry Potter NC-17 art and wasn’t as shocked as I’d thought I would be.

- Touched someone else’s nipple ring for the first time.

- Properly cut myself for real, on purpose, for the first time (and then was too freaked out to carry on, hah!)

- Been told two people’s big amazingly horrible secrets.

- Got worried I was falling for someone who was straight, discovered they might not be wholly straight, and immediately stopped having dodgy fantasies about them. LOL!

- Discovered I’m a bloody socialist and there’s nothing I can do about it.

- Had fantasies about throwing myself into and raining fists down upon the filing cabinet in the Rec, but while I’m at home in bed.

- Screamed at God for being such a twat, standing in the rain, pissed off my head, in a remote corner of a field.

- Felt included by people for the first time, and therefore felt doubly hurt when I was excluded by them.

- Really cried when someone died in a film for the first time. Really, actually, howling, sobbing, the lot. (It was Fried Green Tomatoes)

- Discovered Peter’s Cross Station and got angry. (I was angry before, this just gave me something to bend in the right direction. I wish I was an American right now…)

- Opened this blog, and ranted a lot.

- Grew up a hell of a lot, decided a few things, got very confused, loved a lot of things, hated a lot of things, was happy, was sad, shouted, screamed, laughed, cried, ran away, hugged, loved, wanted, been, cut, won, survived.

It’s been a bit of a slog, it really has. But I’m really, really going to miss it.

I don't WANT to be 18, and you can't make me!

2006-03-21T22:33:00.000Z

I'm really not lookign forward to be eighteen next week. That is to say, I'm gonna be loving having my birthday, being able to buy drinks and etc, but I'm going to hate having to be eighteen.

Anyone else think the word 'eighteen' carries a sort of stigma? God, I really wish I could stay seventeen for an extra year and then be like, ooh, I'm nineteen. Nineteen sounds fabulous. Eighteen sounds horrible.

Ok, why? Well there's the fact that I really like being seventeen. Seventeen's been a really good year, full of milestones and growing up and happy and sad and so on, much better than sixteen, hugely more wonderufller even than fifteen, which I enjoyed at the time but, looking back, was a pile of shit. The thing with being seventeen is it means carefree, wild, young, exciting, sweet(er), still growing up, flexible, being basically illegal and it being fun stuff, learning to drive, exams, alcohol... well it means all that to me, when you say the word seventeen, that;s the image I get.

And at eighteen you're suddenly a lager lout. Face it, when you hear someone, some distant cousin's friend's sister's girlfriend, is eighteen, you'll have a lot different feeling than seventeen. The eighteen-year-old is rude, drunken, irresponsible, set in their ways, old, stuck somewhere between a teenager and adulthood and no fun at all.

Seventeen, you're young and fun. Nineteen, you're young and grown up, going to university, being clever. Eighteen, you're a shithead.

Ok, no offense to any eighteen-year-olds reading this. Don't forget, I'll be joining your ranks in a few precious days, and I'm sure I won't suddenly become horrible.

It's just this fear I have that I'm letting go of being a teenager too suddenly. I wasted the first four years of teenagerhood by being unpopular and shy. Then I turned seventeen, and everything was suddenly sunny. I bloody-well want those four years back, bastards! I want to have summers spent drinking illegal beers under a willow tree, and spend friday nights standing on cold, wet street corners, and bunk school, and smoke pot, and paint my room black, just like all my friends back then used to do. Oh, to be fourteen again!

Hah. No way am I going through all that shit again. But still, you see where I'm coming from? You know I can't even enjoy an illicit drink anymore, now that it's bloody legal. I can't do anything illegal any more and not feel guilty as hell (though I'll still be trying for a child fare on the train, right until the end of school, suckers)

Ok, I've whined a lot now. I have n exam tomorrow, so I'll return to the important task of preparation and save my ranting for my head.

Sketchbook

2006-03-20T20:58:00.000Z

Some highlights from my portfolio sketchbook:

Serendipity (left, my mother's kitten)

Pieta 1 (from a replica)

Pieta 2 (see above)

Bingo (my sister's cat and Serendipity's brother)

Lady on the train

As for that grand redesign I promised, things are going well, aside from a few stubborn meany things that will have to be punished.

Construction Blues

2006-03-19T03:02:00.000Z

I'm attempting to create a new layout for this thing, a Distrubing layout no less, but as I am largely lacking in necessary skills, the page may look a little... erratic for a bit.

So if it's looking a little weiiird that's why, ok?

ETA: So I did all the little icons and tinhies, so w00t! It's the background bits that are tricky, as they won;t align themselves right... argh.

When the art gets arty, the arty gets art... or something.

2006-03-18T13:04:00.000Z

So I did say I would post some of my 'more serious' art, and here it is. while we're at it, what makes this art more serious than the other stuff I posted? Well, they're not doodles, nor are they cartanime*, they're usually drawn from pictures or real people, etc. And they often have Real Shading and Attention to Detail, which maketh them specialler.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer (Left, pretty old but still likeable)

Faith (also from Buffyverse, half finished and likely to remain that way)

Anne Geddes Baby (drawn two years ago, from an Anne Geddes picture, obviously :P)

Old Man Drawing in Oxted Art Group (dip pen and ink sketch)

* a word what I has only just created, meaning a sort of western comic book and japanese anime hybrid

Two Stones

2006-03-18T11:58:00.000Z

A little more distrubing art. Clicky on the piccy to see it in its true glory.

Some other random artsuffs

2006-03-18T00:26:00.000Z

Yeah, so I can draw random stuff other than bleeding animals with holes cut in them. Or at least I can try, which is half the fun. Here's a few doodly type things - original stuff and Harry Potter fanartworks:

Young Sirius (HP, left. The hottest Sirius-in-school I ever drawed)
Azkaban Sirius (HP, older Sirius in prison garb)

Draco Crying (HP, from HBP, the bit when Draco sobs adorably all over Myrtle's sinks.)

Tonks (HP, watercolour doodle, hate the face but loove the tshirt)

Anthrolady (woman with spiffing hair and ears)

Pink Hair Dude (title says it all really)

Green Elf Man (random piccy, it can also be found at my elfwood gallery, links forthcoming)

I'll be posting some more 'serious' (meh. 'Sirius') art later. This was like... a taster thingy.

Comin' over all semi-patriotic

2006-03-17T10:08:00.000Z

Some say the Devil is dead

The Devil is dead, the Devil is dead

Some say the Devil is dead

And buried in Killarney!

Others say he rose again

And joined the British Army!

As sung by my dad on numerous occasions :D You have to really bawl 'Kilarney!' with a great loud 'aaar' to make it brilliant.

So woo, the day of darlin' St Patrick, and it's days like these that I remember I actually have another heritage other than red busses and Blur songs. I actually nearly cried in the car earlier; Dad was playing some melancholy song about the flag of mayo or some such and I tuned in on a line about the sea lappin' on Ireland's shore and came over all patriotic.

I think it's because I've never set foot on Irish soil (well, I've stood on Dublin Airport concrete, but that was certainly not the same, as all airports are essentially alike, but that is not a story for now) and so Ireland has aquired a sort of mystical quality in my mind, associated with the wilder half of Me, the exciting and mysterious half that I don't quite have a rein on.

To tell the truth, it's nice to have a country you can be patriotic about without having to be embarassed. Being English and patriotic suggests an exclusion of others ('get outta my country'), a pride in the empire as it once was and, well, nobody else in the world thinks our history is anything to be proud of, and I'm inclined to agree. Yes, we were the first industrialised country, but we were also the first to have mass amounts of children dying from overwork, and so on.

Being patriotic about Ireland is different - it suggests an oppression which has bled through the centuries, of a little country fighting with all the others in the gutter, and of a sort of community for all us Irish-blood who don't live on the Emerald isle.

Maybe others feel differently, after all, this is the first time I've tried to capture that whole business in words, and I'm hardly connected to any Irish 'community' except through the stories of my great-to-the-power-of-ten Auntie Bridie. Apparently I'm related (through my father's grandfather) to one of the biggest Irish families of New York, one so big it can't have reunions any more without starting a riot.

So yeah, have a hapy St Patrick's day to all those who celebrate it, and, as my dad said to me and my brother as we left the car this morning: have a good day, and drink Guinness!

2006-03-17T02:54:00.000Z

Some more of that schizm, while I'm at it. I'm so so so tired...

Halo (the one left. It's all a bit scary and religiousish)

Heart Blob (I looove this one)

I have more, but it's very very late and I have many many deadlines and parties to make. And I swear I'll post why 'distrubed' and not 'disturbed' at some point, but not his morning. I'm aiming to be alseepy by 3...

An unrealistic goal, methinks.

How to get REALLY amateur

2006-03-17T01:21:00.000Z

Aimsleydale's survival skills when having no money and studying photography at the same time:

Making a high-powered lamp with a standing household lamp and a hundred-watt bulb
Using a camera bought for forty quid off'f Ebay that clicks and crunches at worrying moments
Using school-bought film that's been dodgily repacked from kodak stock
Pilfering negative sheets from the school cupoards to save the ten p per sheet
Creating a tripod from a kitched chair, a camera and a lot of sellotape
Photographing only things you can reach, e.g. your bedroom, your friends, your body
Using the dining room and a couple of sheets in lieu of a studio, along with drawing pins, a rickety table and chair, and lots of heavy books.

I've done most of these this evening... and I should probably have used more effective tape when building that tripod.

Distrubing* Art

2006-03-17T00:57:00.000Z

Some of the crazy, slightly disturbing art I've got into recently.

It all started when I drew random things on a random page of Stacey's book of randomness. It included a mousey thing with a hole through it and a lot of blood. And I've been drawing a lot of that sort of thing since.

Bloody Nose (similar to Stacey's original, seen left <<)

Top Hat (slightly unfinished)

Clown (not at all pleased with this one)

Disturbing Mouse (black and white upgrade of Bloody Nose)

Screaming Bleeding Blob (most distrubing one of all)

*You may have noticed I have a thing for misspelt words. Sorry.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of fluffy monkeys

2006-03-16T11:02:00.000Z

Yeah... I have about three blogs already but as my Dad has rather rudely blocked me from all LJ contact at home, the school dislikes LJ on principle, and I got fired from work for spending too much time on LJ, not to mention that the Library dislikes me because I never return books and there are no internet cafes around except McDonalds and fuck if I'm giving them money...

Well you see my dilemma. And as such my sad little LiveJournal 'Leather and Lace' has been neglected these many moons. Possibly you've come across it on your travels, but that's unlikely. It was hardly a very famous blog, and to be honest, I did less with it than I might have hoped.

What I'm aiming for here is a place where I can post me arm* more regularly than Elfwood or my indcredibly-tiresome-to-put-together-even-with-tripod Art page (which I will make, I'm sure of it... I just haven't got the time right now), a place to post some of my writing, a place to rant a little, sometimes, and... who knows?

What is weird is that I've spent two days having longings for writing in a blog and imagining lots of excellent things to write in it, but now I'm here I'm entirely blank. Meh.

*this should be 'my art' but I liked the mistype better.

Wonderufl Wrodl of Aimsleydale

Bye bye baby, baby bye bye

The River: Sofas

Plots and Plans

Mnemonic fun!

Look what I did! :D and other stuff, y'know...

Pre-distrubing art

So so distrubed!

HP artifuls!

Art influx!

Not an angsty post! Or not. Which is a double negative so I'll just go strangle myself. NO! I said no angst!

So, what's new?

Hee!

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Aimsleydale!

Random random random things

Ebay is love

*floored*

And just like the movies...

distrubing art yay

God hates hatred

Angsty post

Attack of the cute

I present:

Procrastination

Pensive

Randomness

Musings

Paaaaaarty!

In the bowls of scary messageboards

Feelin' goooood

Random doodler

Bunnies? Blood? Must be more distrubing art...

Photo post

New phone fun

Chocolate monkeys and other, less disturbing things

Princess Mononoke Vid: Newborn

I return

All good things must come to n end :(

TV Meme

Firefly loove

More Distrubing Art

Harry Potter Art Update

Distrubing Art Rules

Birthday!

A year in brief

I don't WANT to be 18, and you can't make me!

Sketchbook

Construction Blues

When the art gets arty, the arty gets art... or something.

Two Stones

Some other random artsuffs

Comin' over all semi-patriotic

How to get REALLY amateur

Distrubing* Art

Yo ho ho and a bottle of fluffy monkeys

floored