Tuesday, April 26, 2011

LOVE LETTER TO JAPAN



Ta-daaaaaaaaa!

It's been quite a while since I've stayed up to an un-Godly hour, trying to finish off a piece/sketches that were due the next day <3

And FYI, I actually had Unattainable- Little Joy on repeat whilst gruellingly colour swatching and tracing and sketching and finalizing, despite this blogpost's Bird and The Bee song title. Whoopsies. It just seemed appropriate to the Japanesa/Geisha inspired theme.


Hot damn, that is Fabrizio Moretti. This song makes me weak. Her voice sounds like the helpless, sad, hopeful voice that every heart/soul/whatever organ you believe in keeps inside.

Monday, April 25, 2011

MY IPOD= MY STATE OF MIND

Upon hearing Adele's album: 21.

On repeat week 1:



Litterally on repeat on my laptop, on my ipod, while I was in the shower, during any form of transport. This got 124 plays in the first week. And when her voice got too loud from all the repeats, then I would youtube covers for a change (yeah big change.)

On repeat week 2:



I do not know how she topped her the heartbreak, the self conviction, the loneliness or her first album, but fuck she did it again.

Now:



I think if i could, I would make a mega mix that comprised of every verse of her songs. I think I love her the verses of her songs more than the song itself. They are amazing on their own.

One thing I love about her album, which goes the same for 19, is that she has that cycle going on. Which can be seen here. Y'know the cycle: you can't get over it/you fixate over it > you then get super super sad over it > you get angsty and if you're lucky see how much better off you and how you have to think of yourself/fuck them.

I AM IN AN ADELE LOOP. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO END IT AND CONVINCE MY FAMILY THAT I AM NOT DEPRESSED FROM HAVING THESE SONGS ON REPEAT. I LOVE IT

HOLIDAY HOMEWORK 1: GEISHA-I-DON'T-EVEN-KNOW-ANYMORE INSPIRED

I have this wonderful knack for starting things strong, my convictions full and my creativity bouncing all over the place. I'll feel so dedicated and driven and I'll have this image in my head of what I want. And then I have this irritating habit of giving up/not being able to go on/stopping before I ruin a good thing. I'm one of those people, great to start- shit hole to finish. That is exactly how I feel with doing homework. I'll spend my entire class drawing and coming up with ideas and then I'll feel set to finish it at home, and then i get home or worse on holidays, and I suddenly have zero motivation. I'll draw my ideas and they will look like complete crap and nothing like what I imagined in my head, I will get so turned off and I just won't look at my work again.

That is pretty much what designing my Pray For Japan/Geisha inspired line for Business Comm. felt like. GAHHHHHHHHHHH

I went on several different tangents. Kimono inspired, bold lines and print, to something more simplistic and geometric, more grunge/tribal than the brief. (The brief that I came up with, fml.) The brief being designing a range for General Pants Co. as we are in collaboration for a Pray For Japan foundation. I went on soooo many different tangents. Maybe this is what needs to be done to get your creative juices (i really hate that phrase, it sounds both dirty and lame) flowing, but i dunno. I get so annoyed when I draw something that I love and then it doesn't fit into everything else. I have so much trouble picking what I want to use and what suits the collection. I also really hate working in groups, because I don't know what I'm supposed to design to keep the cohesion. It's hard enough deciding myself what I want my own collection to be like, it's harder being in a group.


(most of my annotations, well the few that are in the last photo because I hardly have any on account of hating annotations and not knowing to write, pretty much just point out how i don't like what I've drawn.)

I know in black and white they look less what you'd expect from a Japanese/Geisha inspired collection, but keep in mind that we are trying to stray as far from the stereotype as possible. We do want to interpret it differently... but even I can't deny how perhaps the only reason this works for me is that I drew little geisha buns on each croqui. Ha ha ha. I dunno, I coloured a few in after our colour palette drew it back more to the theme.

But anyway, ultimately upon reflection, I end up hating everything that I've drawn. I was even hestitant to upload these photos because seeing them on my computer screen everything just looks so yuck. But it's only bus. comm after all, not like the design element is integral. Even though, I just hate this feeling of inaddequacy and not creating something I am pleased with. Or anything good enough. I never really feel good enough. Look, its my own blog and I can't even be pleased with a few shitty sketches. Self worth for the win!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

THIS ISN'T A FAMILY EASTER, THIS A FAMILY FEASTER

So the Coles ad lied. This is neither a family easter or a family feaster, since my parents weren't here when i woke up and when they came home for lunch left me again in a house void of anything egg-shaped or easter-chocoloate related, gah. This especially pisses me off considering they have been telling me off for going out during holy week, (or even asking to go out on Thursday night, God forbid I show any disrespect by going somewhere the day before Jesus supposedly died) and then again for wanting to go to somewhere on Easter Saturday, which I hardly find a crime since it's Saturday and we know Jesus is going to resurrect the next day, whoopty doo.) I know I sound like a heartless, faithless bitch but it really annoys me just how hypocritical everyone in this house is when my sister has been out all weekend and my mum went out on Good Friday, oh say what YOU left the house on the day Jesus died. Go you. Not to mention that mum and myself aren't even talking right now because 1.) she thinks I am crazy and 2.) she is actually crazy so yes, Happy Easter to you too Mum. Sigh, it is safe to say that I absolutely hate this holiday.

So instead, I am in my room sulking and doing nothing. And by nothing I mean getting ready to watch a few of these lazy Sunday movies:









KEEP CALM


and press delete

My last post was a month ago and I haven't blogged regularly since last year. All because I keep pressing delete.

THESE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVOURITE RINGS







So yes, I lost all of my rings when we moved houses in September/November (which is really sad because some of them were gifts and a lot of them were my favourite) but since then I've built my precious collection back up. I think I'm going to name them. I counted them once and lost count a few times, I think I'm roughly at around 40 or so, it will be hard to name them all but apart from gruelling essays, xbox and uni, i guess I have nothing better to do with my sad time. (who am i kidding, i love naming things)

SHELVES, SHELVES EVERYWHERE










I just don't know what I'm supposed to be. You know? I tried being a writer, but... I hate what I write. And I tried taking pictures but they're so mediocre, you know. Every girl goes through a photography phases You know, like horses? You know? Take, uh, dumb pictures of your feet.

So I spent last weekend putting a new shelf (well old shelf, it used to be our shoe shelf in the pantry) in my room. I shouuuuuuuld have been writing my production report then but I had more fun doing this. Also, my sister gave me back her dslr so I got to do what I do best. Yknow, take dumb photos of my room and my things. My room feels complete now. Before the shelf, I remember I spent litterally four hours straight arranging and rearranging and again arranging my things until they sat perfectly, but everything just looked so yucky that I ended up putting it all back to how it was. Now it feels like everything has a place. Yay for shelves, not too much enthusiasm because it is very old and rusty and could possibly collapse onto my bed at any minute.