Sunday, August 17, 2008
Because there are no happy endings for werewolves
The Mae Shi “Body 2” by Patrick McHale from the mae shi on Vimeo.
The Mae Shi “Body 2” by Patrick McHale from the mae shi on Vimeo.
This week’s Inspire Me Thursday prompt was ‘shrink’ which immediately made me think of Alice and here’s the result:
I was in two minds as to whether to post this or not as I really dislike it. But since I made the decision to embark on this Creative Every Day journey I feel that I should post some of the failures too. My problem stems from the background. On Friday night I spend a couple of hours experimenting with doing some coloured backgrounds that I could use as jumping off points for new pages. The pages I used for this spread ended up with a very pink background and I really should have toned it down before I started on this spread as the whole thing ended up far too sickly pink for my liking.
So last Friday’s prompt (25 July 08) was the word ‘canned’ and of course I immediately thought narwhals in a can! It’s obvious isn’t it? Well it is if you’re me;)
Yes, these are the strange thoughts that wander through my weird and wacky mind at random intervals.
Music: ‘Ocean City Girl’, Ivy
Above: The gorgeous Mr Darcy with Elizabeth Bennett in the BBC’s 1995 adaptation of Pride and Prejudice. Still counts as studying! Honest!
Well I did something today that I really thought I wouldn’t. I decided to deliberately NOT to do an assignment for my current OU course. It’s all the assessment calculator’s fault (a doodah on my course website which allows me to work out my overall likely grade). Having had a play around with it yesterday I worked out that as long as I get a pass 2 mark in my exam, i.e. 70% or higher I will get a Pass 2 grade for the entire course whereas if my exam grade falls below 70% I’ll end up with a grade 3 mark for the overall course regardless of how well I do in my final two TMAS.
Music: Right now I’m a little obsessed with this song.
It has been another very busy week at work and I have been studying hard for my OU course in the evenings (and over a delicious vanilla latte at lunch today). But this evening I am rebelling, and taking some time out to play! Messing around with torn paper and oil pastels and paint, being silly and inconsequential and ENJOYING it immensely:)
Now I’m off to have a shower, then some more painting and I shall round the evening off with a short story (still dithering between some more Borges or something from The Ladies of Grace Adieu) and then I shall round the evening off with some season 3 Buffy!
My song of the day: ’Some Surprise‘, Lisa Hannigan and Gary Lightbody (seriously, I have listened to this at least 20 times today!)
Some of the things that have kept me from blogging these past few weeks:
Senzazione - A theatrical funfair with a low carbon footprint (in other words all the rides are human powered!)
I have chosen Kiran Desai’s The Inheritance of Loss as my next novel and starting it today I was arrested by this wonderful passage quoted at the start. It is from one of my very favourite writers, Jorge Luis Borges.
Boast of Quietness
Writings of light assault in the darkness, more prodigious than meteors.
The tall unknowable city takes over the countryside.
Sure of my life and my death, I observe the ambitious and would like to understand them.
Their day is greedy as a lariat in the air.
Their night is a rest from the rage within steel, quick to attack.
They speak of homeland.
My homeland is the rhythm of a guitar, a few portraits, an old sword, the willow grove’s visible prayer as evening falls.
Time is living me.
More silent than my shadow, I pass through the loftily covetous multitude.
They are indispensable, singular, worthy of tomorrow.
My name is someone and anyone.
I walk slowly, like someone who comes from so far away he doesn’t expect to arrive.
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Previously on Bad Faery: you might also find this entry of interest You Learn
Rocketing right up my favourite books chart is Kazuo Ishiguro’s Never Let Me Go which I just finished reading yesterday. I’m glad that I had avoided reviews for it in advance as part of the pleasure in reading it was in the gradual discovery of the exact nature of the lives of the characters.
So I’m not going to explain any of the plot and only say that it is haunting and poignant and utterly heart breaking. And it is one of those stories that stays with you after, so much so that today I had to tell myself off several times for grieving for what were after all only imaginary characters.
I hadn’t read Ishiguro before but I’ll certainly be adding him to my future reading list.
Music: ‘Broken Heart’, Spirtualized
It’s Dr Horrible’s Sing-along Blog!!!
“The story of a low-rent super-villain, the hero who keeps beating him up, and the cute girl from the laundromat he’s too shy to talk to.”
It’s full of Whedon-ey goodness!
On You-Tube
There is of course a master plan
Random doodling from my sketchbook. Watercolour, tissue paper, rubber stamps, pen and ink. Oh, and narwhal:)
Music: ‘The Restless Waves’, Dirty Three