Hello, now I did say in yesterday's blog that I wouldn't be able to do this because I was going to see my friend Mary. Well I am, she's sitting next to me. I'm in the Music Departments PC centre because she has to do some photo-copying, so this, ironically, gives me a nice chance to post a blog for today. And as Mary has been very slow, practically all her life, I might have to be here for sometime, so be warned, this is going to be a LONG post for today!
The jounrney down here was fine, took about an hour, from Blackheath station to Waterloo to Egham (Egham is the station just before Staines which is bang on Heathrow). I was going to walk up to her uni to meet her there, but I would have preferred to get a taxi to her house beacuse I had my my wheelie suitcase (It has a name, "Moriarty", not because of the Sherlock Holmes baddie but Spike Milligan's character in the Goons, Moriarty who always seemed to be living in a suitcase with Hercules Grytpype-Thynne, if you're wondering what the hell I'm talking about then click here for The Goons website/characters in the show. It was a radio show in the 1950s, featuring Spike Milligan, Peter Sellers and Harry Secombe where they all performed over a dozen different voices and characters on every show. Fantastic stuff!) and another BIG bag and wasn't looking forward to the walk up the hill and then AMAZINGLY enough, Mary spills coffee over her skirt while she was still at home and phones me up and says could i get a taxi to her home? I've got a feeling I might have caused the coffee accident, I so wanted a taxi and somewhere to dump my stuff!!! So as usual Mary's running late anyway and we walk the 10 minute walk to the uni, but, oh dear God, on the way I got chatted up by a 5 year old!!!! Ok, he could have been 9, maybe he was small for his age, he started whistling to me and asking for my name and number, I mean, Oh my God, kids today! I collapsed into a fit of giggles and had to quicken my pace! Please comment on that one, no jokes mind, to him maybe, not to me! Then we met her friends and had lunch and now I'm here in the "PC suite" makes it sound so posh!
Anyway, as I have an hour on my hands, this place shuts at 4pm, I'll give you some interesting links that I found last night and some I'll find now too. . .so much time. . .
Cows, now I can't find the link for this, because it has sound on it and I can't find the volume button on this, inless its turned down already, but I'm not going to chance it, there are serious students in here, doing serious work and I don't think they would like me very much!
thecowdance - it's odd
RockPaperScissorsStone Looks good but then is simply boring, like the game
DancingBush game Funny, if only I could hear the music, they're head phones here, but now a guy has sat down next to me and I'm scarred to fiddle with them!
I don't believe it, I've just deleted my whole blog up to here. Bloody FUCKING PC's!!!! Windows sucks, it fucking sucks! Complaining I have an hour to kill, but now I've lost everything.
I can't be bothered to do it all again, so bye. Need a drink. Oh dear, at 4pm?! Dear God. Anyway, I must get out of this place, all these serious people working on their essays on the last day of term!!! Disgusting!
Emy xxx
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Film Links in Blue. . .Go Click!
Ok my faithful readers, more films, as promised:
Short 30 sec film Fi singing 'Nothing Compares 2 U', Last Open Mike Night, KIAD bar, 2005
Short 30 sec film Tucker singing 'Blackbird' Last ever performance, Last Open Mike Night, KIAD bar, 2005
Note: Both films are very dark and short, but they are what they are!
That's all so sad, I've just been doing my online CV and writing about KIAD, the MA, the town, the people, my friends, who I miss so much, who are now in different corners of the world and I feel a little emotional. I should dig out some MA photos sometime to put on this. Sometime. The two films above a rather blurred and dark, but the sound is good, do remember they were only filmed by a little Casio digital camera in the dark and crowd noise of the Uni bar. I have been invited back to KIAD, a fundraising event for the current MA's in May but I think I'd might be in Devon then, I'll see.
Well the painters and decorators are well and truely working away at our windows, on scaffolding and cherry pickers, and most of them are Russian, so I keep getting woken up every morning by them talking outside my bedroom window and it's a nice language to listen too, I always thought it would be quite rough, but it's very calm and gentle. So all the windows are open and it just has to be a windy day and I'm getting blown around the room!
This is my last post until Sunday as I'm seeing my good friend Mary at her Uni,Royal Holloway.
This is her second degree and she's in her last year. Think about it shes now been at Uni 7 years of her life and one more to go when she takes her PGCE teaching training in London, beginining September this year. I've known her since first year at Secondary School, it's getting on for 15 years and we've been best friends for 12 of those (yeah, first few years we argued a lot, but then I think most teenagers go through that, right?). Shes been with me every step of the way through Art College, coming to see me at Winchester when I was doing my BA and Canterbury on the MA. We get on like a house on fire. Funny though, not so long ago, I fell out with her, all of 10 mins, I even deleted her from my phone! Then she txted me and we laughed, so much! I think we're friends because we hold an important thing in common, we're both only children and so appreciate our folks and spend more time with them then most children and plus we're both mad. A match made in heaven! Moving along. . .shes just handed in an important essay and it's the end of term so Mary is keen to get very, very drunk with me so I'm going to feel so ill when I come back on Sunday! A night at her Student Union is planned and a trip into Winsor (where I've never been) because her campus is in Egham, Surrey, close to Winsor Great Park. I wonder where the Queen is? The last I heard was she was opening the Commonwealth Games in Melbourne, I haven't seen her since. If she's at Winsor Castle then the flag would be flying, I'll let you know. So expect LOADS of drunken pictures to come and stunning ones of Royal Holloway itself, one of the finest Victorian Gothic buildings I've ever seen, opened by Queen Victoria in the 19th Century as the first University/college for women, it has two rather fine quads. Splendid.
Before I go yesterday I was looking through other peoples films on 'youtube' and I found this one, which I think is great:
Real Life Simpsons
Ok, I hope everyone has a great weekend and I'll see if I can post on Sunday without throwing up! Oh Mary, you do have a lot to answer for!!!!
Emy the mad xxxxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx xxx xx x
Short 30 sec film Fi singing 'Nothing Compares 2 U', Last Open Mike Night, KIAD bar, 2005
Short 30 sec film Tucker singing 'Blackbird' Last ever performance, Last Open Mike Night, KIAD bar, 2005
Note: Both films are very dark and short, but they are what they are!
That's all so sad, I've just been doing my online CV and writing about KIAD, the MA, the town, the people, my friends, who I miss so much, who are now in different corners of the world and I feel a little emotional. I should dig out some MA photos sometime to put on this. Sometime. The two films above a rather blurred and dark, but the sound is good, do remember they were only filmed by a little Casio digital camera in the dark and crowd noise of the Uni bar. I have been invited back to KIAD, a fundraising event for the current MA's in May but I think I'd might be in Devon then, I'll see.
Well the painters and decorators are well and truely working away at our windows, on scaffolding and cherry pickers, and most of them are Russian, so I keep getting woken up every morning by them talking outside my bedroom window and it's a nice language to listen too, I always thought it would be quite rough, but it's very calm and gentle. So all the windows are open and it just has to be a windy day and I'm getting blown around the room!
This is my last post until Sunday as I'm seeing my good friend Mary at her Uni,Royal Holloway.
This is her second degree and she's in her last year. Think about it shes now been at Uni 7 years of her life and one more to go when she takes her PGCE teaching training in London, beginining September this year. I've known her since first year at Secondary School, it's getting on for 15 years and we've been best friends for 12 of those (yeah, first few years we argued a lot, but then I think most teenagers go through that, right?). Shes been with me every step of the way through Art College, coming to see me at Winchester when I was doing my BA and Canterbury on the MA. We get on like a house on fire. Funny though, not so long ago, I fell out with her, all of 10 mins, I even deleted her from my phone! Then she txted me and we laughed, so much! I think we're friends because we hold an important thing in common, we're both only children and so appreciate our folks and spend more time with them then most children and plus we're both mad. A match made in heaven! Moving along. . .shes just handed in an important essay and it's the end of term so Mary is keen to get very, very drunk with me so I'm going to feel so ill when I come back on Sunday! A night at her Student Union is planned and a trip into Winsor (where I've never been) because her campus is in Egham, Surrey, close to Winsor Great Park. I wonder where the Queen is? The last I heard was she was opening the Commonwealth Games in Melbourne, I haven't seen her since. If she's at Winsor Castle then the flag would be flying, I'll let you know. So expect LOADS of drunken pictures to come and stunning ones of Royal Holloway itself, one of the finest Victorian Gothic buildings I've ever seen, opened by Queen Victoria in the 19th Century as the first University/college for women, it has two rather fine quads. Splendid.
Before I go yesterday I was looking through other peoples films on 'youtube' and I found this one, which I think is great:
Real Life Simpsons
Ok, I hope everyone has a great weekend and I'll see if I can post on Sunday without throwing up! Oh Mary, you do have a lot to answer for!!!!
Emy the mad xxxxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx xxx xx x
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Film and Excitement
Short film 30 secs Jiving with Phil and Ali
Hey guys,
Ok so putfile.com is a waste of space, even downloading the new windows media player for Mac OSX didn't work, so that link to the right is due to go. So now I've tried Youtube which seems better, for now anyway.
So first short 30 second film is the Jiving master Phil Evans and his lovely dancing partner Ali, dancing away in KIAD Uni Bar (oh how much I miss it. . .kind of). It was sometime last year, in the summer. I have about 6 other films to show you, some including some of the people who read this, you know who you are! And you'll be surprised! Yes, I was there, with my camera filming you unaware, so please, PLEASE, if you don't like it on site for the world to see then I'll get rid of it. . .but having seen the crap people put on 'youtube', you lot have nothing to worry about!
Ok, today, rain/shine, usual weather. I now have an offical page for my artwork on londonart.co.uk, look up Artist Index then there's me (Emily Clark) under "Newly selected artists - March", how exciting is that?! And look at the prices, I was modest to start off with but then they emailed me and said they should be higher and they put them up!!!!
I received the latest edition of A N Magazine for artists and am applying to three opportunities, one is to work in a school for a month with art students, one is a years residency year at the London Print Works and the other is an exhibition in Exeter, Devon. So applications will be ready and sent off on Monday. Phew, so much at once!
On that note, I'm off. Actually, last thing, a funny link. The ironical thing about it is that prior to stumbling across it, I had that particular tune in my head all day yesterday:
You Hit Me, Babe
Perhaps more later. . .
Emy xxx
Hey guys,
Ok so putfile.com is a waste of space, even downloading the new windows media player for Mac OSX didn't work, so that link to the right is due to go. So now I've tried Youtube which seems better, for now anyway.
So first short 30 second film is the Jiving master Phil Evans and his lovely dancing partner Ali, dancing away in KIAD Uni Bar (oh how much I miss it. . .kind of). It was sometime last year, in the summer. I have about 6 other films to show you, some including some of the people who read this, you know who you are! And you'll be surprised! Yes, I was there, with my camera filming you unaware, so please, PLEASE, if you don't like it on site for the world to see then I'll get rid of it. . .but having seen the crap people put on 'youtube', you lot have nothing to worry about!
Ok, today, rain/shine, usual weather. I now have an offical page for my artwork on londonart.co.uk, look up Artist Index then there's me (Emily Clark) under "Newly selected artists - March", how exciting is that?! And look at the prices, I was modest to start off with but then they emailed me and said they should be higher and they put them up!!!!
I received the latest edition of A N Magazine for artists and am applying to three opportunities, one is to work in a school for a month with art students, one is a years residency year at the London Print Works and the other is an exhibition in Exeter, Devon. So applications will be ready and sent off on Monday. Phew, so much at once!
On that note, I'm off. Actually, last thing, a funny link. The ironical thing about it is that prior to stumbling across it, I had that particular tune in my head all day yesterday:
You Hit Me, Babe
Perhaps more later. . .
Emy xxx
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
More British Slang
Hey this is a follow up post from the other day where I told you about London Cockney Rhyming Slang, well heres another, but this time for you yanks:
The Evening Standard writes:
'The BBC's American arm has produced a dictionary of British slang so US viewers can make sense of classice shows from the UK.
The "Limey lexicon" comes as British and Irish comedy hits, including Little Britain, Father Ted, Blackadder and The Young Ones, become increasingly popular in the US.
It contains more than 2,000 pieces of slang from "bladdered" to "barnet" and "wonky". BBC America also broadcasts Goodness Gracious Me, Bargain Hunt and Fottballer's Wives. The American DVD of The Office was given subtitles to help viewers negotiate David Brent's Slough vowels. US magazines printed a Sheffield dialect guide to accompany the Full Monty.'
I think it is needed. But not only for the US, me as well! I used to spend long times on the trains, going back and forth to places and I used to encounter many northeners and I found it hard to understand what they were saying! But that's more to do with accent. But then if you don't know the culture then you certainly wouldn't understand 'Blackadder'. Your comments please. Oh and the link, I almost forgot! BBCAMERICA
See you all tomorrow,
Emy xxx
The Evening Standard writes:
'The BBC's American arm has produced a dictionary of British slang so US viewers can make sense of classice shows from the UK.
The "Limey lexicon" comes as British and Irish comedy hits, including Little Britain, Father Ted, Blackadder and The Young Ones, become increasingly popular in the US.
It contains more than 2,000 pieces of slang from "bladdered" to "barnet" and "wonky". BBC America also broadcasts Goodness Gracious Me, Bargain Hunt and Fottballer's Wives. The American DVD of The Office was given subtitles to help viewers negotiate David Brent's Slough vowels. US magazines printed a Sheffield dialect guide to accompany the Full Monty.'
I think it is needed. But not only for the US, me as well! I used to spend long times on the trains, going back and forth to places and I used to encounter many northeners and I found it hard to understand what they were saying! But that's more to do with accent. But then if you don't know the culture then you certainly wouldn't understand 'Blackadder'. Your comments please. Oh and the link, I almost forgot! BBCAMERICA
See you all tomorrow,
Emy xxx
March
Hell.
The weather is crazy. Though actually typical for March. I walked into the village in blazing sunshine, no rain coat, no umbrella, only to be caught in a downpour. I got soaked. My ears are still ice cold and to make matters worse I had only just done my hair. When I came back it was blazing sunshine again, although theres just been a clap of thunder. Now I'm staying in. And now looking outside it's pouring, bucketing down. Yet all of the birds are singing the joys of Spring.
Over the years I have written, millions of Personal Statements for my work. I needed to do one for my londonart.co.uk site, so here it is:
The longer I paint – and all right, I’m only 26 – the more purely intuitive the process becomes. The images are inside my head, born of the interaction between my subjective being and environment. All of the old devices of the painter, plein-air easels, sketchbooks, reference photography, studied draughtsmanship, are neither relevant nor necessary. Perhaps what I do might be compared to some highly orchestrated form of Zen. Colour, the language of pigment, is all-important. I work quickly and spontaneously, each image a product of stored feeling and experience.
What all of my painting has in common is an overriding sense of the multiple forces and effects of nature (as anyone even slightly afflicted with claustrophobia could hardly fail to notice!). But none of this can be taken for granted: as a species we have reached the crossroads between survival and annihilation. Which way to we go, and more bleakly, is it in any case too late to make a choice? Such is the raw and extraordinary beauty of our planet – of nature itself – that there can be only one, positive response. We have to get our priorities right, and that takes imagination, and art can help. Art, like science, has grave responsibilities and I like to think that, where art is concerned, the tide has turned away from nihilism and ‘shock’ towards a greater understanding and appreciation of the sheer value and wonder of life.
Since the question is always asked, I can say that the painters whose work I most enjoy include Robert and Sonia Delaunay, Paul Nash, Emil Nolde and – the later – Georges Braque. They are, in their very different ways, kindred spirits, no more, no less. I also see that I’ve used the word ‘enjoy’ and that is the right choice. Art, like being alive, should be enjoyed – and true enjoyment demands respect and concern for everything we encounter. Crisis makes conservationists of us all.
What do you think?
Back later perhaps,
Emy xxx
The weather is crazy. Though actually typical for March. I walked into the village in blazing sunshine, no rain coat, no umbrella, only to be caught in a downpour. I got soaked. My ears are still ice cold and to make matters worse I had only just done my hair. When I came back it was blazing sunshine again, although theres just been a clap of thunder. Now I'm staying in. And now looking outside it's pouring, bucketing down. Yet all of the birds are singing the joys of Spring.
Over the years I have written, millions of Personal Statements for my work. I needed to do one for my londonart.co.uk site, so here it is:
The longer I paint – and all right, I’m only 26 – the more purely intuitive the process becomes. The images are inside my head, born of the interaction between my subjective being and environment. All of the old devices of the painter, plein-air easels, sketchbooks, reference photography, studied draughtsmanship, are neither relevant nor necessary. Perhaps what I do might be compared to some highly orchestrated form of Zen. Colour, the language of pigment, is all-important. I work quickly and spontaneously, each image a product of stored feeling and experience.
What all of my painting has in common is an overriding sense of the multiple forces and effects of nature (as anyone even slightly afflicted with claustrophobia could hardly fail to notice!). But none of this can be taken for granted: as a species we have reached the crossroads between survival and annihilation. Which way to we go, and more bleakly, is it in any case too late to make a choice? Such is the raw and extraordinary beauty of our planet – of nature itself – that there can be only one, positive response. We have to get our priorities right, and that takes imagination, and art can help. Art, like science, has grave responsibilities and I like to think that, where art is concerned, the tide has turned away from nihilism and ‘shock’ towards a greater understanding and appreciation of the sheer value and wonder of life.
Since the question is always asked, I can say that the painters whose work I most enjoy include Robert and Sonia Delaunay, Paul Nash, Emil Nolde and – the later – Georges Braque. They are, in their very different ways, kindred spirits, no more, no less. I also see that I’ve used the word ‘enjoy’ and that is the right choice. Art, like being alive, should be enjoyed – and true enjoyment demands respect and concern for everything we encounter. Crisis makes conservationists of us all.
What do you think?
Back later perhaps,
Emy xxx
Monday, March 27, 2006
Some paintings. . .some old, some new.
A more cheery post then yesterday. That film had to be done folks, it's the only way to get everyone's attention, least I managed it with two! And I do promise I won't always be having films of that kind, I'll try and limit myself to once a month because I know they're hard to watch, but they do get straight to the point.
Well www.londonart.co.uk likes my work and want me to sign up with them. Which is good. A little expensive for my part, there is a registration fee, but it would be the same cost as getting my website re- done, and the prices I chose for my work were pretty close to everyone elses so I'm happy. Now I need to find a gallery here to represent me and I'll be set.
I'm trying to persuade my dad to book up a 3 week holiday somewhere this year, but I'm not having much luck. Basically we can't afford the time, if my career suddenly takes off (yeah. . .right) and I'm needed in London, there's my grandmother who we can't leave for long and plus the fact that we must put the house on the market soon. All these things working against us and I only want to go to Scotland!!!!!! The Summer Isles, Perthshire and then Rannoch. And this time I can relax and enjoy myself, no carrying round heavy photgraphy/film equipment (though I must take some cameras!) like when I went twice last year for my MA project.
To end with, just another blog thing:
| You Are New York |
 Cosmopolitan and sophisticated, you enjoy the newest in food, art, and culture. You also appreciate a good amount of grit - and very little shocks you. You're competitive, driven, and very likely to succeed. Famous people from New York: Sarah Michelle Gellar, Tupac Shakur, Woody Allen |
I could have told you that already!
Emy xxx
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Forgive me, please. . .
Hey guys, I'm sorry, I HAVE to do this.
When I first saw this short 5 minute video I could only watch 2 minutes of it. It is probably the most horrifying film I have ever seen. But it's important. This doesn't go on in this country, well, not that I know of, but it is still very close to home and it's why I don't eat beef. So if you have a fast speed broadband and a very strong stomach and if you're fearless to the worst kinds of animal cruelty and if you care deeply then this is for you:
PETA undercover:
Sacred and federal laws violated at
IOWA SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I love cows. I haven't eaten beef now for 14 years and I'll continue indefinietly. They are the most beautiful, loving, loyal, noble creatures I have ever known. No animal deserves this. This is savagery, its worst kind. God help them.
I donated £10, not much, but then I have no money. To read the slaughterhouse savagery and not to watch the video click here
Don't worry guys. I'm not always going to have this on my blog. It's just through this, I feel I have a voice. Bare it in mind.
Love and all that
Emy xxx
When I first saw this short 5 minute video I could only watch 2 minutes of it. It is probably the most horrifying film I have ever seen. But it's important. This doesn't go on in this country, well, not that I know of, but it is still very close to home and it's why I don't eat beef. So if you have a fast speed broadband and a very strong stomach and if you're fearless to the worst kinds of animal cruelty and if you care deeply then this is for you:
PETA undercover:
Sacred and federal laws violated at
IOWA SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I love cows. I haven't eaten beef now for 14 years and I'll continue indefinietly. They are the most beautiful, loving, loyal, noble creatures I have ever known. No animal deserves this. This is savagery, its worst kind. God help them.
I donated £10, not much, but then I have no money. To read the slaughterhouse savagery and not to watch the video click here
Don't worry guys. I'm not always going to have this on my blog. It's just through this, I feel I have a voice. Bare it in mind.
Love and all that
Emy xxx
British Summertime Begins!
Hello everyone, yes, summertime, the clocks when forward at midnight, so we've lost an hour in bed but have gained an hour of light in the evening. So soon the sun will be setting at 9 in the summer and darkness at 10, actually I'm getting a little carried away, that doesn't actually happen until July/August! But one hour makes a BIG difference.
Also today it's Mother's Day in the UK, so I'd like to start off with some pictures of my mum and myself taken way back when:
1979 My mum and her new born (me!)
1988, Ravello, Itlay
1988, Ravello, Italy
1988, Ravello, Italy (classic mum pose!)
1984 note the Renault 5 and my ghastley school uniform
2005, Christmas, My mum and me now. . .any difference?!
Cor blimey. That's great, don't you think?
Emy xxx
Also today it's Mother's Day in the UK, so I'd like to start off with some pictures of my mum and myself taken way back when:
1979 My mum and her new born (me!)
1988, Ravello, Itlay
1988, Ravello, Italy
1988, Ravello, Italy (classic mum pose!)
1984 note the Renault 5 and my ghastley school uniform
2005, Christmas, My mum and me now. . .any difference?!Aren't we sweet?!
It's colder today and cloudy. No sunshine for summer yet, though Spring has hardly started.
Before I go I must share with you this wonderful link to London Cockney Rhyming slang and give you a few examples: (it can only happen in London!)
SLANG/ ENGLISH /EXAMPLE
Bexley Heath Teeth "Look at the Bexley's on
that"
Abraham Lincoln Stinking "There's a dead cat in the
garden and it's Abraham
Lincoln!"
Dame Edna Everidge Drink (beverage) "Me & the lads are off
down the Rat & Parrot a few Dame Edina's"
Laid Bucket & Spade "I got bucket and spade
last year"
PC Plod (Policeman) Fishing Rod "Watch out there's a
fishing rod over there"
Pen Bill & Ben "Where's my Bill & Ben?"
It's colder today and cloudy. No sunshine for summer yet, though Spring has hardly started.
Before I go I must share with you this wonderful link to London Cockney Rhyming slang and give you a few examples: (it can only happen in London!)
SLANG/ ENGLISH /EXAMPLE
Bexley Heath Teeth "Look at the Bexley's on
that"
Abraham Lincoln Stinking "There's a dead cat in the
garden and it's Abraham
Lincoln!"
Dame Edna Everidge Drink (beverage) "Me & the lads are off
down the Rat & Parrot a few Dame Edina's"
Laid Bucket & Spade "I got bucket and spade
last year"
PC Plod (Policeman) Fishing Rod "Watch out there's a
fishing rod over there"
Pen Bill & Ben "Where's my Bill & Ben?"
Cor blimey. That's great, don't you think?
Emy xxx
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Just a Short One
A few pictures I've been messing around with on photoshop:
Life's easy when you know how. Oh God, I don't. Nothing's easy. I'm so depressed right now and I'm not going to even begin to tell you why, I AM NOT IN THE MOOD! Tomorrow maybe.
Ok, I do love London and one day I'm going to tell you all just how much I do love my dear old city, so much history, so much culture, so much of everything. I may paint a bad picture of the capital, but I don't mean it. As much as I love the countryside, Devon et al, it doesn't have the excitement of the city; the noise, excitement, people, shops, galleries, the WHOLE history of the place, it's wondorous! I LOVE it. But I need Devon too. I have to have both to survive.
Hard life.
I know, to have best of EVERYTHING is very fortunate. But something needs to go, something needs to be done. I'm torn between urban life and rural life and I don't know which to choose. Help me someone, dear God help me and not only help me with that, help me with my fucking spelling! (I did warn you about my spelling, it sucks!)
Ok, tomorrow is Mother's Day in the UK and my Mum wants to cook, I've tried telling her that she need to relax and put her feet up but she's having none of it! So maybe no blog tomorrow, but then again I say that and sometimes I do do a blog. Oh cripes!
Night, night all. By the way I see no-one has been commenting for a while. Ok I don't write controversial blogs, at the end of the day I do have so much to write but when I get down to doing that, I always feel so tired. Maybe I should write my blog in the daytime?!
I Love each and everyone of you,
Emy xxx
Life's easy when you know how. Oh God, I don't. Nothing's easy. I'm so depressed right now and I'm not going to even begin to tell you why, I AM NOT IN THE MOOD! Tomorrow maybe.
Ok, I do love London and one day I'm going to tell you all just how much I do love my dear old city, so much history, so much culture, so much of everything. I may paint a bad picture of the capital, but I don't mean it. As much as I love the countryside, Devon et al, it doesn't have the excitement of the city; the noise, excitement, people, shops, galleries, the WHOLE history of the place, it's wondorous! I LOVE it. But I need Devon too. I have to have both to survive.
Hard life.
I know, to have best of EVERYTHING is very fortunate. But something needs to go, something needs to be done. I'm torn between urban life and rural life and I don't know which to choose. Help me someone, dear God help me and not only help me with that, help me with my fucking spelling! (I did warn you about my spelling, it sucks!)
Ok, tomorrow is Mother's Day in the UK and my Mum wants to cook, I've tried telling her that she need to relax and put her feet up but she's having none of it! So maybe no blog tomorrow, but then again I say that and sometimes I do do a blog. Oh cripes!
Night, night all. By the way I see no-one has been commenting for a while. Ok I don't write controversial blogs, at the end of the day I do have so much to write but when I get down to doing that, I always feel so tired. Maybe I should write my blog in the daytime?!
I Love each and everyone of you,
Emy xxx
Friday, March 24, 2006
Just for Fun
Although I did another first and didn't like the outcome, I was a spider!!!! So I did it again and preferred it!
Aint life funny?
Emy. . .still thinking xxxx
| You Were a Zebra |
 You tend to see life in black and white - clearly without filters. You enjoy being part of a group while maintaining your individuality. |
Aint life funny?
Emy. . .still thinking xxxx
The Future (RUN RUN RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!!!)
Hello
Wow.
The stress of finding a job/career has begun. I've wasted 6 months already. Now I've started. With the help of a n magazine for artists I've circled all the opportunities at the back which I am interested in everything from bursary schemes, short residential courses, commission opportunities,group shows, awards etc etc etc. I've applied to sell my work online at Londonart.co.uk Big step, as my own website as all but gone for me. I do know someone who could teach me but I haven't any money to pay to him, a painting maybe? So Les Carter if you happen to stumble upon my blog, would you be happy with that?
Three important things to do in the coming few months:
1 Source gallery for representation
2 Source gallery for private exhibition (I've got paintings coming out of my ears)
3 Source family business - outlet (yes, I hear you all! Our own gallery somewhere, our own business, my dad also paints, it would be perfect, but where? Devon? London? Basingstoke? I jest!
So there you jolly well are. Anyone have any thoughts on that? Comments? Am I mad? (yes)
Another Harry Potter tonight, have to record the hour long Eastenders and Hustle (great programme, about a team of con men (one woman) with Robert Vaughnn (spell?).
Ok, that's all. Actually what I really need to do is spend at least 6 months in Devon painting, live there, with my car Julia, though not earning money, but producing work to earn money.
Emy thinking xxx
Wow.
The stress of finding a job/career has begun. I've wasted 6 months already. Now I've started. With the help of a n magazine for artists I've circled all the opportunities at the back which I am interested in everything from bursary schemes, short residential courses, commission opportunities,group shows, awards etc etc etc. I've applied to sell my work online at Londonart.co.uk Big step, as my own website as all but gone for me. I do know someone who could teach me but I haven't any money to pay to him, a painting maybe? So Les Carter if you happen to stumble upon my blog, would you be happy with that?
Three important things to do in the coming few months:
1 Source gallery for representation
2 Source gallery for private exhibition (I've got paintings coming out of my ears)
3 Source family business - outlet (yes, I hear you all! Our own gallery somewhere, our own business, my dad also paints, it would be perfect, but where? Devon? London? Basingstoke? I jest!
So there you jolly well are. Anyone have any thoughts on that? Comments? Am I mad? (yes)
Another Harry Potter tonight, have to record the hour long Eastenders and Hustle (great programme, about a team of con men (one woman) with Robert Vaughnn (spell?).
Ok, that's all. Actually what I really need to do is spend at least 6 months in Devon painting, live there, with my car Julia, though not earning money, but producing work to earn money.
Emy thinking xxx
Thursday, March 23, 2006
My Films (under My Paintings website over on the right)
Right, films, yes, short, sweet, first one of the cat "Young Lady"
Brought to you by me joining putfile.com found by Tuckmac.
There is a problem with it, the films don't come up on the post, I tried it EVERY way, they only come up on your links to the right, so when I have a new fim to show, I'll have to tell you.
But it does work, that is the main thing and as I haven't a clue how to host films on my own website, so it is better then nothing!
Harry Potter was great, as always, now "The Goblet of Fire" next and I'll be up to speed with the films, as I've read all the books. Shame on any of you who do not like Harry Potter, it is great fun!
Night,
Emy xxx
Brought to you by me joining putfile.com found by Tuckmac.
There is a problem with it, the films don't come up on the post, I tried it EVERY way, they only come up on your links to the right, so when I have a new fim to show, I'll have to tell you.
But it does work, that is the main thing and as I haven't a clue how to host films on my own website, so it is better then nothing!
Harry Potter was great, as always, now "The Goblet of Fire" next and I'll be up to speed with the films, as I've read all the books. Shame on any of you who do not like Harry Potter, it is great fun!
Night,
Emy xxx
My Amazing Adventure Up the Scaffold
Hello all,
Lovely, bright sunny day where I walked into the village with my Mum and climbed up the ladder to the sky! It was so warm up there, I felt very overdressed, yet, I looked the part:
All together now, "I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok, I sleep all night and I work all day. . . ."
A picture with my Dad and the sight (site. . .wook!) manager Duncan, taken from the garden:
Across the boards, passed my bedroom windows:
The garden from the roof (almost + "Young Lady"):
The cars from high above (ours is top, Honda Civic, it looks clean. . .believe me
it's not!):
And finally, coming down or better looking up from terra firma to my dad (note the 2nd lumberjack coat, we bought ours at the same time!)
Well, that was a first for me, you can see I was having fun!
Must go now as I have a "Harry Potter" to catch up on until I watch the lastest version which was released the other day on dvd. 2 hours of pure excitement and great cast, bliss.
Love you all
Emy xxx
Lovely, bright sunny day where I walked into the village with my Mum and climbed up the ladder to the sky! It was so warm up there, I felt very overdressed, yet, I looked the part:
All together now, "I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok, I sleep all night and I work all day. . . ."
A picture with my Dad and the sight (site. . .wook!) manager Duncan, taken from the garden:
Across the boards, passed my bedroom windows:
The garden from the roof (almost + "Young Lady"):
The cars from high above (ours is top, Honda Civic, it looks clean. . .believe me
it's not!):
And finally, coming down or better looking up from terra firma to my dad (note the 2nd lumberjack coat, we bought ours at the same time!)
Well, that was a first for me, you can see I was having fun!
Must go now as I have a "Harry Potter" to catch up on until I watch the lastest version which was released the other day on dvd. 2 hours of pure excitement and great cast, bliss.
Love you all
Emy xxx
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Do me a favour. . .WATCH THIS FILM
Ok first thing, a few days ago I told you about the tragedy of the Cheltenham Horse race, if any of you clicked on the Animal Aid website then you may have noticed the film of the horse racing, did you watch it? No? Well you must, even if you can't bare to see it, you still must. It's only 90 seconds long yet it has a deep impact, the black and white images, the pulsating soundtrack and the message really brings it to home, also you MUST sign the petition afterwards:
ANIMAL AID BROADBAND CINEMA
(yes, you need broadband)
Today has been interesting. For the next few weeks the estate where I live, St Joseph's Vale or St Joe's, is being decorated, so we have scaffolding up and men painting our windows when we're having lunch! Well, he was kind enough to pull the blind down! The house has been an ice block all day with all the windows open. I will be rudely awakened tomorrow by the 'team' to paint my windows, I am NOT a morning person, and having to wake up at 8am is not my idea of fun!
Also I'd like to introduce you to a neighbor's cat, I don't know her real name, so, once when she was in the garden I called her "Young Lady" and she replied a "meow" so now that's her name. She is beautiful, divine, she looks like a miniature snow leopard and she is very vocal. She sits in the garden looking serene while talking to herself, it's a very low, deep meow, kind of like a Siamese and I can do a VERY good impression of a Siamese, only because I was baby sat by my parent's Siamese, Pepper (that in fact was my first word!) and so "Young Lady" and I often have conversations in the garden together! And she is very photogentic:
Still on the subject of cats, the South West of England (Somerset, Dorset, Devon & Cornwall) is now the top hot spot to see Big Cats roaming, as in puma's, panthers, lynx. Back in the 1970s a new law came into play, you had to have a license, which cost money, to keep a wild cat, so all these people, instead of paying up, let their animals go into the wild. I've never seen one but a local close to the cottage has seen one in the lane, apparently it was a puma, who jumped out in front of him and then scrambled back up the hedgerow and was gone. Its often crossed my mind when I've been walking across the fields on my own, but they are very shy creatures and that's why there's a huge myth surrounding them, do they really exist? Or is this just another Nessie type thing?
Well, today in the news, the police have actually confirmed one that was caught and shot by a Norwich game keeper, people again thought it was a hoax, but in fact it was true and it was a Lynx
And still on the same subject (last one, I promise) Amazing footage on the news of a cat in America who survived an 80 foot fall from a tree. The branch snapped, bringing down the moggy who landed on her feet!!!! It does happen, when my Dad was a boy he had a cat called "Fluffy" Original name, I know! One day his mum was dusting the window shelf, where Fluffy was sitting behind the curtain, the window was wide open and Fluffy was accidentally pushed out. She charged down the stairs believing to find poor Fluffy dead but he was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs looking a bit ruffled!!
Oh well, that's it with cats today, cats and horses.
With the help of my excellent tutor Tucker on all things blog, I have now been able to add my links to various websites and friends' blogs, not to mention my weather pixies, clock etc, things still need tidying up but I'm getting there, thanks to T and the beauty of broadband. Dial up connection in Devon drove me nuts!!!! Yes, an advantage of living in the city!!! (well I could get broadband there but then that means paying for two accounts!). There are many advantages of living in the city, I do love London, I will admit to it, but I love Devon more.
That's all for today folks and please, please, PLEASE watch the film at the top, I really think you should, even if you know ALL about it, familiarize yourself again, for me, or more importantly for those poor wretched creatures.
Thank you, and comments please,
Emy xxx
ANIMAL AID BROADBAND CINEMA
(yes, you need broadband)
Today has been interesting. For the next few weeks the estate where I live, St Joseph's Vale or St Joe's, is being decorated, so we have scaffolding up and men painting our windows when we're having lunch! Well, he was kind enough to pull the blind down! The house has been an ice block all day with all the windows open. I will be rudely awakened tomorrow by the 'team' to paint my windows, I am NOT a morning person, and having to wake up at 8am is not my idea of fun!
Also I'd like to introduce you to a neighbor's cat, I don't know her real name, so, once when she was in the garden I called her "Young Lady" and she replied a "meow" so now that's her name. She is beautiful, divine, she looks like a miniature snow leopard and she is very vocal. She sits in the garden looking serene while talking to herself, it's a very low, deep meow, kind of like a Siamese and I can do a VERY good impression of a Siamese, only because I was baby sat by my parent's Siamese, Pepper (that in fact was my first word!) and so "Young Lady" and I often have conversations in the garden together! And she is very photogentic:
Still on the subject of cats, the South West of England (Somerset, Dorset, Devon & Cornwall) is now the top hot spot to see Big Cats roaming, as in puma's, panthers, lynx. Back in the 1970s a new law came into play, you had to have a license, which cost money, to keep a wild cat, so all these people, instead of paying up, let their animals go into the wild. I've never seen one but a local close to the cottage has seen one in the lane, apparently it was a puma, who jumped out in front of him and then scrambled back up the hedgerow and was gone. Its often crossed my mind when I've been walking across the fields on my own, but they are very shy creatures and that's why there's a huge myth surrounding them, do they really exist? Or is this just another Nessie type thing?Well, today in the news, the police have actually confirmed one that was caught and shot by a Norwich game keeper, people again thought it was a hoax, but in fact it was true and it was a Lynx
And still on the same subject (last one, I promise) Amazing footage on the news of a cat in America who survived an 80 foot fall from a tree. The branch snapped, bringing down the moggy who landed on her feet!!!! It does happen, when my Dad was a boy he had a cat called "Fluffy" Original name, I know! One day his mum was dusting the window shelf, where Fluffy was sitting behind the curtain, the window was wide open and Fluffy was accidentally pushed out. She charged down the stairs believing to find poor Fluffy dead but he was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs looking a bit ruffled!!
Oh well, that's it with cats today, cats and horses.
With the help of my excellent tutor Tucker on all things blog, I have now been able to add my links to various websites and friends' blogs, not to mention my weather pixies, clock etc, things still need tidying up but I'm getting there, thanks to T and the beauty of broadband. Dial up connection in Devon drove me nuts!!!! Yes, an advantage of living in the city!!! (well I could get broadband there but then that means paying for two accounts!). There are many advantages of living in the city, I do love London, I will admit to it, but I love Devon more.
That's all for today folks and please, please, PLEASE watch the film at the top, I really think you should, even if you know ALL about it, familiarize yourself again, for me, or more importantly for those poor wretched creatures.
Thank you, and comments please,
Emy xxx
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
I am in a State of Shock. . . Over Postman Pat's Cat!
I've just had a shock! Postman Pat. His cat Jess is male!!!!! I always thought it was female, Jess, short for Jessica, I'm in absoulute shock!!!! All my childhood memories, vanished!!!! I found this out today because the cat "Jess" is going to have her (shit. . .his!) very own show on the BBC from 2008 for pre-school children, but it won't be animated as Pat is, it will be computer generated (not a big fan). I loved Postman Pat as a child, I had ALL the books and ALWAYS watched him on TV, loved it, truely loved it, but, oh my God, Jess is a he? Has anyone else thought she was a she? I'll say it again. . ."shocked"
Ok, yes a blog, and yes I am tired from the journey and yes, I do miss Devon and no, I don't want to be here in London. Already a thousand planes have flown over and a trillion trains have gone past and the city noise is deafening, I love the quiteness, the blackness of the countryside, I even love the wind and the bleakness, here it's just its usual hum drum boring self, no sunset, no wide open skies or fields, house upon house, road upon road, everywhere you look there is a person, a train, a plane, a car. . .do I make myself clear?!!!! I need to be in Devon, I am Devon, Devon is me and me is Devon. Fuck!
I'll leave it there. Note, now I'm back in the capital, I start to complain more, start to have a go, start to rant, in the country I'm light and free as a bird, so NOTE THE DIFFERENCE!!!!
Thank you
Emy xxx
Monday, March 20, 2006
New Paintings
Well, this is it, the last day in the cottage in Devon, and it’s freezing!
Today I’ve been packing and taking pictures of my paintings, these ones on here are not very good pictures, I grant you that, the best ones will go on my new improved website (when I get round to doing it) so these are just a taster of what’s to come. The two paintings are in acrylic with sand, so hard to photograph.
Saw a lovely Barn owl gliding up the lane and a mad march hare in the field to the left of the cottage. I love how they all turn up on the last day.
Pre warning, no blog tomorrow, I believe, as it’s a long journey back and will be too tired. Oh well, last one in Devon, everyone say goodbye to the old county, not sure when I’ll be back, hopefully soon . . .
London calls.
Emy xxx
Today I’ve been packing and taking pictures of my paintings, these ones on here are not very good pictures, I grant you that, the best ones will go on my new improved website (when I get round to doing it) so these are just a taster of what’s to come. The two paintings are in acrylic with sand, so hard to photograph.
Saw a lovely Barn owl gliding up the lane and a mad march hare in the field to the left of the cottage. I love how they all turn up on the last day.
Pre warning, no blog tomorrow, I believe, as it’s a long journey back and will be too tired. Oh well, last one in Devon, everyone say goodbye to the old county, not sure when I’ll be back, hopefully soon . . .
London calls.
Emy xxx
Sunday, March 19, 2006
LOADS AND LOADS OF DEVON SHOTS
Lovely sunny day, so I’ll let the pictures talk for themselves:
Actually, a few things to say. Went for my ‘famous’ walk to the badger sets, so there’s me waving goodbye to the set. Flowers in the hedgerow, the yellow one is a Celandine. Dunsbeare between the trees plus my beloved Scots Pine (I’m surprised they’re still standing after the heavy winds!) And 8 views of the sunset, going, going, going, going, going, going, going, gone. And the pines and the wood afterwards.
Wow, more paintings done, pictures tomorrow.
I’ve had too much wine to say anything else, so as I started, let the pictures speak for themselves:
Actually, a few things to say. Went for my ‘famous’ walk to the badger sets, so there’s me waving goodbye to the set. Flowers in the hedgerow, the yellow one is a Celandine. Dunsbeare between the trees plus my beloved Scots Pine (I’m surprised they’re still standing after the heavy winds!) And 8 views of the sunset, going, going, going, going, going, going, going, gone. And the pines and the wood afterwards.
Wow, more paintings done, pictures tomorrow.
I’ve had too much wine to say anything else, so as I started, let the pictures speak for themselves:
I think I over did it with the pictures, oh what the hell, second to last day!
Did you notice the badger paw print?!
Emy xxxx
Did you notice the badger paw print?!
Emy xxxx
Saturday, March 18, 2006
The Sea, the Sea
Hello everyone!
I got my wish yesterday, went out to see the sea. My dad dropped me off at the farm (Dunsbeare) at 11:30am and Sue and I looked through leaflets of attractions in the area to see where we should go. The problem is at this time of the year everything’s shut, all houses and gardens, all shut up for the winter season. So we decided on the fishing village, Clovelly. It’s a lovely little place, steep going down to the harbour, but very, very beautiful. A fisherman’s cottage and a museum about Clovelly life kept us occupied and Scampi and chips for lunch, while watching the rugby, France and Wales. The only downside is you have to pay to see the village, a visitor centre up top with parking, £4.50 for the day, though people do live there, yet their village is on show. In the summer, donkey’s are there walking up and down the cobbled streets, giving people rides, now they’re enjoying themselves in the fields before the tourist boom of the summer. I’ve been there before, at three years old I had my first EVER ice cream and my first EVER glimpse of the sea. That was high summer, when the wind was still, the sun shone and the sea a vivid blue. Today, the wind lashed against the buildings and the sea was grey and rough. But Sue and I enjoyed ourselves!
Back to the farm by 4, the intrepid skiers on their way back from France and Austria. Sue has had the WHOLE farm to herself and I think she’s quite enjoyed the peace! We had some tea and then went to feed the animals. The Limousins first, with Rocky in tow, being our right hand man (dog). Rocky is an Australian Cattle Dog (which Tucker thinks is quite ugly) well he’s not T, he’s the dearest, sweetest dog and VERY handsome, as you can see in the pictures, VERY photogenic! They come in all colours. He was born on the farm, his mum Tess died a few years ago, from a cow kick, very sad, she was a darling. So he did as his breed suggests, he herded the cows away from Sue and I as we filled their troughs with hay and cattle feed. At one point, Rocky had taken hold of a cows tail and was dragged through the mud as she tried to get away, mud skiing!!!!! Then we fed the bulls (eeeekkk!!!!) and then went to see the sheep, Chrissy and Pipa on good form and Cyril, the ram in the picture, one with Sue. Then we got the ducks in. Sue has this awful drake, who she will get rid of and she BETTER! What I witnessed was NOT nice. She has two original ducks, which are pretty old and this drake was on top of one in the pond almost drowning her, the poor thing, her head kept disappearing underneath the water, it looked like rape! When she came out, she looked exhausted! The sun was going down, lovely.
Last few days, home on Tuesday, back to the city, I DON’T WANT TO GO HOME!!!!! The daffodils are FINALLY coming out, the Tulips growing up in the barrel and we’re going to miss them, it’s no fair!!!!!
So a ‘local’ today, the sun is shining, it's blue but the wind is strong and cold and more pictures to be taken later and more paintings. Hope the weather stays :)
Love Emy xxxx
P.s. Tractors in the sunlight of the evening, no tractors in London!!!!!
I got my wish yesterday, went out to see the sea. My dad dropped me off at the farm (Dunsbeare) at 11:30am and Sue and I looked through leaflets of attractions in the area to see where we should go. The problem is at this time of the year everything’s shut, all houses and gardens, all shut up for the winter season. So we decided on the fishing village, Clovelly. It’s a lovely little place, steep going down to the harbour, but very, very beautiful. A fisherman’s cottage and a museum about Clovelly life kept us occupied and Scampi and chips for lunch, while watching the rugby, France and Wales. The only downside is you have to pay to see the village, a visitor centre up top with parking, £4.50 for the day, though people do live there, yet their village is on show. In the summer, donkey’s are there walking up and down the cobbled streets, giving people rides, now they’re enjoying themselves in the fields before the tourist boom of the summer. I’ve been there before, at three years old I had my first EVER ice cream and my first EVER glimpse of the sea. That was high summer, when the wind was still, the sun shone and the sea a vivid blue. Today, the wind lashed against the buildings and the sea was grey and rough. But Sue and I enjoyed ourselves!
Back to the farm by 4, the intrepid skiers on their way back from France and Austria. Sue has had the WHOLE farm to herself and I think she’s quite enjoyed the peace! We had some tea and then went to feed the animals. The Limousins first, with Rocky in tow, being our right hand man (dog). Rocky is an Australian Cattle Dog (which Tucker thinks is quite ugly) well he’s not T, he’s the dearest, sweetest dog and VERY handsome, as you can see in the pictures, VERY photogenic! They come in all colours. He was born on the farm, his mum Tess died a few years ago, from a cow kick, very sad, she was a darling. So he did as his breed suggests, he herded the cows away from Sue and I as we filled their troughs with hay and cattle feed. At one point, Rocky had taken hold of a cows tail and was dragged through the mud as she tried to get away, mud skiing!!!!! Then we fed the bulls (eeeekkk!!!!) and then went to see the sheep, Chrissy and Pipa on good form and Cyril, the ram in the picture, one with Sue. Then we got the ducks in. Sue has this awful drake, who she will get rid of and she BETTER! What I witnessed was NOT nice. She has two original ducks, which are pretty old and this drake was on top of one in the pond almost drowning her, the poor thing, her head kept disappearing underneath the water, it looked like rape! When she came out, she looked exhausted! The sun was going down, lovely.
Last few days, home on Tuesday, back to the city, I DON’T WANT TO GO HOME!!!!! The daffodils are FINALLY coming out, the Tulips growing up in the barrel and we’re going to miss them, it’s no fair!!!!!
So a ‘local’ today, the sun is shining, it's blue but the wind is strong and cold and more pictures to be taken later and more paintings. Hope the weather stays :)
Love Emy xxxx
P.s. Tractors in the sunlight of the evening, no tractors in London!!!!!
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