-I hate when you have an elastic band (not a hair elastic, but an elastic band), and you try to stretch it to a certain length it should be able to take, and then SNAP, it snaps and you’re left there with this long piece of stretchy, rubbery string, and you want to keep it, but somehow you know you should throw it out.
-Making plans you forget making, and then remember later is different from remembering plans but being too anxious to put the step one and two and three together.
-It’s funny how you write something in a letter, like “I don’t remember what it’s like to have a splinter, I haven’t had one in a long time,” and then just GETTING A SPLINTER moments after writing it.
-I bought some summer jewelry from the dollar store, and I feel like it’s silly, and a little frivilous, but I need to look like a tween this summer.
I have had a very luxurious week, especially Friday, Saturday, Sunday. I feel as though I have been both luxurious with my money, and my time which is more valuable than the former. Luxurious might just be “necessities that I have been avoiding buying”, and “hanging out with friends I haven’t seen in awhile”, but at the same time, I have thoroughly enjoyed everything I’ve experienced lately.
-Went to a favourite restaurant for the first time in awhile
-Visited pal in Toronto
-Bought two pairs of summer shoes
-Had dumplings for the first time ever from the infamous Mother’s Dumplings on spadina.
-made a poster for the book swap (pics coming)
-Queers and Cronies bookswap
-bought essentials from the “feminine hygiene” section of the drug store
-dollar store toiletries including emery boards
-reading narrative-based non-fiction on my ereader-just for fun. It’s been awhile, but
-wore a gold shiny necklace
-visited the homes of two people that has beautiful original architecture including old fashioned lock and keys, large bathrooms, and all the small charms that older houses have.
-spent time with my girlfriend who let me look at all of her things. I love looking at people’s things-their books, their shirts, their shoes, everything. There is something about being able to know someone through a physical abstraction-an accumulation of objects, or to just know them further than you already know them.
-going for walks in her new neighbourhood at night. Small things, spending time things, beautiful moments, reading together.
-photographing downtown during doors open hamilton
-“PUSSY ENTRANCE” the band, the enigma, the live-reading with charisma of the Lesbian Erotica, the double, triple entendres at Queers and Cronies.
-had a very beautifully prepared dinner by a lovely friend who keeps small bits of this and that in perfectly sized mason jars. It was a six person seated dinner. The kitchen was full of voices, stories, laughter, learning, delicious food, smiles. Something I had not experienced in a great time.
-special plans for the world, sharing special plans for the world. “Getting plansy”
-my thoughtful sister who bought me a point and shoot camera that was on sale, and coincidentally the exact same one that I lost.
-really really living
Last night’s wild family affairs are aside, and a day of workshops is over, and I can’t seem to find my camera. It is not in my room or my kitchen (the two places I went to after last night’s festivities). I have messaged the cab company, and I have messaged the bar I was at, and I am waiting for replies.
I love my wee camera because I can take it places, and sneakily take pictures of people without their noticing (in a people watching way, not an upskirt way). I am a little bummed because there were at least 20 pictures I was wanting from it, although I had recently cleared a lot from the memory card.
Sigh. There were some good shots of the night-mostly family/friends, weird bar decorations-a whiteboard with the band “Cruel Remedy” playing for most of the month of May and an adjacent light-up palm tree, some self-shots of my sister and I in the bar washroom, and others.
I will keep you posted.
It feels eerily similar to when I lost my notebook-it feels Iike I’ve lost part of myself.
Feeling either or
Small introverted moments.
I got this mug for my friend Graham because he likes gossip. Lol.
I had a go at sketching shots from ‘The Fall’, the left page is the first shots of the film, the right is the last shots and the middle, smaller page is just some shots I wanted to draw from the rest of the film.
My Tumblr :)
I feel like this is what my thumbnails for comics SHOULD look like, not what they actually look like which is super super mess. Maybe I will try this with the next one/summer projects.
Thursday March 21, 2013
1. My bed was unmade
2. Then I made it (even though I didn’t feel like it)
3. I bought a tim horton’s roll up the rim, but I didn’t win (WILL I EVER WIN AGAIN? WILL I? I JUST WANT TO KNOW)
4. When I was at school in the lab, a girl gave me her black coffee that she didn’t drink. I thought why not? Let’s just say I had a lot of coffee this day.
5. Someone was giving away free candy necklaces, but I looped it around my knuckles, and thought “wouldn’t it be cool if they had candy knuckle dusters?” I ask you, wouldn’t it? That candy is pretty hard too.
6. But in reality, I just took my notebook place to place and jotted stuff down in hope that my project would just make its self. Later (not pictured here), I had a moment of real organization, and everything came together.
Photos from sicktime:
1. From a hayden show I saw this year.
2. A candy heart from my girlfriend’s games party awhile ago. It says “tweet me” which I thought was a step up from ones I’d seen before that said “fax me”.