Right now I’m scoffing toast and about to head out the door. Life lately has involved sleeping, eating and uni, a little bit of design work and lots of reading and spending time in the studio at uni or the computer lab or the library lol. I think I might need a bed there. Then I can have naps inbetween classes so I can come home and do all the things I need to do without sleeping. I have had to pull back on quite a few things of late and the one that irks me the most is blog reading, I’m lucky if I get one decent session of catch ups a week atm and it sucks

I’m also contemplating pulling back from HNT’s too. Let’s be honest it’s a huge link fest and I don’t have time to go commenting on thirty plus blogs every week, I just can’t.  I’m not out to get numbers I don’t give a shit about that, I figure if what I write is worth reading then people will read it no matter what I do. If it’s nekkid pictures well shit, they can get those anywhere on the interwebz. If I post images it’s because it’s going to be relevant from now on to what I am writing about, if I wanna share a bit of me then I’ll do it when I want to. So yeah that’s what is happening.

So uni, I’m slightly freaking out because we have a group seminar (a group of four of us) and one is a Japanese student bless her heart she is lovely, BUT she is very shy and her english is not so great. I found out that the only degree that isn’t literacy tested in the whole freekin uni is the one I am doing … I have no idea why the fuck they don’t because half of the damn degree is writing and speaking.  We had a meeting yesterday as we each have to talk for ten minutes on the topic we were given “The History of Photography up to the 1930′s”  … the meeting was to decide who was doing what (we’d all decided last week) and we have two meetings a week, we are going to be one of the last teams to speak which means we have to up our game. She didn’t turn up. So we’ve decided for her what part shes doing and tough biscuits if she doesn’t like it.

~Intermission … ride arrived~

11.30pm

Yup loooong day. Buggered off to sort some graphics work then headed off to uni. Then home around five to pick up the little one from after school care, home for dinner then homework and hang out time with the wee guy and the bedtime routine and then stuck into ‘homework’…..

I seriously never thought that I’d be using the term ‘doing my homework’ after I left school the first time haha.I also realised that after spending a whole day in a creative headzone that by the time I got home trying to string a coherent sentence wasn’t going to happen until I had sat down and had a coffee and just ‘stopped’ for a minute. I was being talked to at the time and my brain went into total ‘fart’ mode. I had the blank stare going on then buggered off up to my room to just have 5 minutes of ‘nothingness’. Fuck it was good.

Oh and the chicka who didn’t turn up for the ‘group meeting yesterday’ … she caught up with a couple of us today and asked for notes and research on her part … I stood there with a ‘WTF’ look and promptly told her that was her part of the seminar so all the research she needs will be in the library. What the hell? Since when have grown adults doing a degree suppossed to be doing someone else’s work for them…?!?!?!  I think not. She can pull her head out of her ass and ‘work’ like the rest of us.

Have had an awesome day and am starting to realise I am doing really well. I even stumped my tutor today doing some critique work on an upcoming assignment that is due and he had nothing to say, he loved what I had done. I also had some awesome feedback from other students re a logo design I’ve done so it kinda made me feel good and that I wasn’t some old fart doing a uni degree with no talent lol. It’s kinda daunting when you are up against 130 other arty people, especially people who are all a good 10 years younger than you. The little voice in the back of my head always has a little self doubt. Part of the reason for me going to uni and doing this is to gain a little self confidence in my abilities as a designer. I need it, I’ve been holed up for far too long in my little studio space doing my own thing. Getting out and about and bouncing around with other like minded art obsessed people is doing wonders for my creativity. I’ve just finished doing a whole pile of drawing and I’ve had my head in a creative mode all day so trying to unwind atm and chill.

*sneezes* … that was weird.

Right now it’s getting closer to midnight I’m having an urge for a cup of tea and I still need to take my shoes off.

Yup that immersed in what I was doing I have just realised I still have my sneakers on. Doh.

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Who is he you ask? Omg he is funneh. It’s no secret I love my comics. I love the bizarre, the weird, all things right up there with Tim Burton type gothy, dark creepy fucked up shit. It makes me grin. Don’t ask me why it just does something for me. I went wandering in town the other day after a lecture and found a comic shop and I literally got stupidly excited in there pacing backwards and forwards between comics, picking some up and grinning wildly. I bought me a Lenore comic. They also have some Luis Royo books so I will definitely be going back there for more goodness!

Anyhoo Mister Dirge is the creator of the Lenore character, inspired by the poem “Lenore,” by Edgar Allan Poe.  And the fact that I am a huge tattoo art nut makes me like the guy even more with him sporting over 75 tattoos. Very cool.Yes see there’s a theme here lol. Told by his art teachers that he would never make it as an artist due to his crude style, he quit art and became a full-time magician. (what is it with people quashing other peoples passions grrr) After a few years, his passion for art overtook him and he created the comic about Lenore, the Cute Little Dead Girl for Xenophobe magazine.  Isn’t she cute! …

Hehe can you see why I like her? He’s also done some awesome wee animations, 26 episodes in all I think.

You can watch more of them here. Just scroll down the page a little.  Anyhooo’s there’s a little bit more about things that make Impy *squeeee*. I’m off to read my new comic

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