Monday, 1 September 2014


This quote by Eleanor Roosevelt to "Do one thing everyday that scares you", was in a short film by Casey Neistat- Make It Count that i'd watched. It did make me think i should achieve more, get off the track occasionally, do something different. It's been a funny old year after the crazy one the year before it and i'm in another process of re-evaluation, what exactly do i want?... Or rather, how much less do i want?!

I feel like i'm at that point where the life we're living and the life we want to be living are maybe at their furthest points from each other. A few changes need to be made, but everything seems so much. I watch things, read things, but then still feel paralysed to do anything… what can i do?… what should i do? I'm active, i'm moving, but i still feel frozen… paralysed. Does anyone else feel like this?

And yes, everyday when i wake up i do feel a little bit of fear. I'm ill equipped for this world we live in. I don't seem to 'get' how it all works.
...How does it all work?

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Small Face Box

Just a little drawing on a small cheap card box and a touch of watercolour. Should do more (and put lettering around them, probably rubber stamp). I'll have to come up with an idea for what to put inside. Maybe just a little thought they're having on a scrap of paper might be nice. Yes, that would be nice. I'm going to make some! Sometimes you just have to start drawing/making and then the ideas come. People often think that you have to sit and slave over the ideas first, that way often gets you nowhere. I often think of ideas as being like those little vending machines that turn, spiralling, to drop the snack in the chute. Your head should be like one that is continuously turning, dropping the snacks. You decide later if it's a snack you want to actually eat. There, that's my creative metaphor.

Saturday, 30 August 2014

Back At It

This was last Monday's cartoon,
hopefully i'll have a new one ready on Monday

I've been away for a the week catching up with the rest of my family and having a good time. Normal service will now be resumed. Recently, several other bloggers have mentioned a drop in the amount of blogging going on. People are dropping off, photo updates on Facebook along with video posts on youtube/facebook. I'm missing the personal insights to the works being created, along with a bit of humour, friendship and the craziness of everyone's everyday lives.

I've been trying to step it up recently and make more regular posts, in a way it makes it easier because you don't feel each post has to be overly significant or of great interest, you can just feed things in that are happening or you are watching, looking at, or listening too. It's not always for everyone, but hopefully someone will get something from it… mostly me!

It was nice, having been away, to come back and actually have a whole backlog of other's blogs to catch up on. A personal magazine of all the kinds of things i'm interested in, better than anything available off the shelf. I'm not really sure why blogging seems to be dying out, it takes a bit of time and has no real commercial reward (Oh, that's why!), but it has it's own rewards. If you don't have a blog, but check in on some fairly regularly, why don't you start one? You can always give up… you won't be alone! ; )

Friday, 22 August 2014

What's Up Is Down

Here's something to ease you into the weekend. I'm really loving this Doug Paisley album - Strong Feelings. Here's a sampler from my favourite track- What's Up Is Down. It's got Garth Hudson and Mary Margaret O'Hara on it (It's a Canadian thing). It couldn't go wrong! Beautiful.

I strongly recommend picking up a copy!

Thursday, 21 August 2014

Goat Head Mask

I've had a blank white plastic goat mask on my studio wall for a while now, but now I shall have to replace it... I got an urge! An urge to paint it and transform it into a Wilder Mann style full headdress. I was sitting in the studio looking at the book again and just wanted to make something like them. I put the mask in my bag and whilst cooking dinner I cut some card into strips and made a domed cylinder, with the hot glue gun (that just happened to be next to the kettle). It sits on the top of my head and is about 14 inches tall. I had some hairy/ furry scarf I'd used for a previous costume (chewbaca for a kids party... don't ask!).

Anyway, it stretched brilliantly and it now hangs down the front and back ... And I can see through it. I sprayed the mask gold first, then painted it, there are nice touches where the paint has missed bits and the gold comes through (though you can't see them in this photo). I glued two old cedar moth balls in to the eye holes to make proper eyes. Then the whole thing got 2 coats of varnish.The painted mask will be fixed on the headdress and then I need some extra fur trim , maybe some chain too or bones etc, just to up the freaky nature of it. Then what? Nothing. No reason. Just because I wanted to. Just the pleasure of making something. Should be clay, but it isn't. I just have to deal with that right now. It feels beyond my control. Can't keep stressing about it.

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Great Studio & Father and Son Film

I saw the film of Casey Neistat and his son a while back and really enjoyed it (although it made me not want my boys to grow up even more!). The studio film i saw on Lloyd's blog, a great source of all things interesting. Now that's a studio i could get comfortable in. Oh to have a space like that! Yeah, he's a control freak and just a bit ocd, but i like that (probably because i'm not!). Anything where you can feel the power of an individual, a human force. Hope you like them too.

Tuesday, 19 August 2014


Nice post over on the Tiny Life blog by Ryan Mitchell. Here's a little extract, hope he doesn't mind. Please go and read the rest of it though.

I recently was listening to a podcast where a quote was given that struck me.  I have been thinking a lot recently about how predetermined and designed life can be for us unless we wake up and take charge.  The quote was:

It’s called the American dream because you

have to be asleep to believe it.

Wake from your slumber!

The scary thing is if we don’t wake up from this slumber of complacency, our lives are influenced to a point that defies common sense.  It may be extreme sounding, but to be a cog in the machine, to work long hours only to “buy, buy, buy!” it’s like we are merely an engine which we fuel consumerism.