:: The-way-to-the-centre ::Who? Ian currently spends his days in an office affectionately known as the chicken shed where he designs things and spends time on the web imagining being anyhwere else. Out of hours he can be found living in a two-bedroom semi near Coventry decorated in the 'Scandanavian Style' (i.e. mostly empty). At night, if the sky is clear he is often seen peering through a telescope a faint fuzzy things many light years away. |
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:: Friday, February 27, 2004
:: The Antquariumbreaking news.... SNOW FALLS. FAILS TO BRING MIDLANDS TO A STANDSTILL:: Sunday, February 22, 2004 :: what its like It’s like trying to find the end of a roll of sellotape, you know, you go round and round trying to feel the ridge where the end is, sometimes you get it first time, other times you can spend forever, going this way and that, your nail will catch the end eventually won’t it? So you hold the roll up to the sun, desperately wanting the light to catch that tiny lip. She glared at me across the senses and wiped the butterknife clean on the edge of her marmited toast. But they’ve got those spunky blue things gadgets so it’s dead easy to tear off strips now. I started a hole in my scrambled eggs, made plaits out of my fingers and frowned a cloud. I hate this, I never got the hang of those things. I mumbled, new fangled bits of plastic and waste. It’s like trying to find true and everlasting happiness through the lonely parts pages. It may be convenient, a handy way out of trying, but it doesn’t matter, never will take the place of finding the end of the sellotape with your fingernail, too much to go wrong. People want ease and convenience but it’s no substitute for hard work. Anyway, it just ends up in the bin when that blue spigot breaks off, like it always does. Cynic! Hey, don’t knock it girlie, I’ve had a roll of tape in my desk for years now, never got the hang of those blue things, that’s why I let the nail on my left hand thumb grow just to make finding the end easier. Like J.M.W Turner used to do so he could scrape paint off dead easy. Us artists always find good uses for body parts. You and your goddam artists. She wiped a bit of stray marmite from her mouth and sucked it off her finger, a move that gave to toast making and eating an instant X certificate. I find my legs crossing themselves involuntarily, big scary animal, your always going on about this L word thing, the big L, you are the only ones to get so hung up with it all. Can’t you just put the pastels away, lie back and enjoy it? You don’t understand that we do the best work we ever do when we are in the arms of the big mother L. It’s like having a constant concrete muse to work with. But your work’s ok at the moment, she picked the last crumbs off the plate, took at dainty sup of tea, leaving lipstick on the rim and you’re not emotionally tied down, so what gives. It may look ok but to me it has no soul. I can look at pieces done in the lap of love and it all comes flowing back, the feelings, the pain, the egg whisk. It’s just not the same without it. But she cupped the drink, cuddling its’ warmth, why must you tear at your heart so much, all the time. Because there’s no one at the moment to do it for me. And I need the angst, it gives me a reason to be miserable, anyway all part of being an artist. People expect the furrowed brows, the clenched fists, veins showing all that stuff. You only pretend it’s a pretence though don’t you. It’s convenient to do so you really mean it, feel it don’t you, erm, it’s true isn’t it, you really mean that sellotape stuff, you’re terrible she grinned again I knew to be dangerous, a nice haircut on legs, I’ll give you something to really feel. Come here..:: Friday, February 20, 2004 :: new toys In preparation for doing some really rather unpleasant work (walking along high-speed rail lines looking at the earthworks), we have been given some rather nice gadgets::: Tuesday, February 17, 2004 :: the unconnected project Via QuantumTea (I think).:: Friday, February 13, 2004 :: i'm loving it... Apparently the Corporate Killing law may never be implemented. However, I would like to propose a new law: Coporate Shilling.:: Tuesday, February 10, 2004 :: ancient chinese proverb "He who attempts to replace the CD-rom drive in his PC will save many hours of frustration by ensuring the IDE cable is connected at both ends.":: Friday, February 06, 2004 :: Where London is... Last night I put BBC2 on to watch Horizon as it was supposedly about the development of organic computers and the work of Jan Hendrik Schön. However, what was shown was 45 minutes of 'Now the organic tranistor has been invented then x, y and z might happen' [Cue doomsday scenarios etc]. With the final 5 minutes saying in fact Schön (probably) made up his results and the organic transistor doesn't exist yet, so everything covered previously might not ever happen.:: Thursday, February 05, 2004 :: comment conundrums My PC shows the number of comments for the Movable Type post as (5) when there are six comments. Does anyone else see this?, is or is it just my rubbish work computer causing trouble?:: Wednesday, February 04, 2004 :: movable type I am thinking about changing over to Movable Type. Mainly for the extra stuff - comments that work properly, recent comment listing etc, and partly 'just because'.filthy little thieves Only a score of 494 last night. Mitigating circumstances however as two little weasels tried to rob my coat out the archery hall while I was shooting. Presumably the were after mobiles etc. to pay for their crack/glue habit and ditched my fleece in the doorway when they found it contained only a Guinness hat and pair of gloves. Unsurprisingly my concentration was a bit off afterwards.:: Tuesday, February 03, 2004 :: toxic art :: Monday, February 02, 2004 :: gonna get myself... Arrived at work, fired up the PC, caught up with the blogs I read, checked out what is going on in the real world via the BBC and the electronic one from Wired, Slashdot and Smartmobs, found out what's new in astronomy courtesy of ArkSky and S&T, and browsed the CoffeeGeek forum. For the first time in 10+ days I feel connected.
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