Zond

Yes ZOND. They made me grin like a gleeful bastard at the Edinburgh Castle last night. It seemed kind of inappropriate, even to me, that such a blatant racket should please me so. It made me want to damage my ears and also start a band with somebody talented. Again.

It's the kind of music that only really makes sense to me live, so I forget how much I love it when I'm too busy hanging out in the cave making things and being a good wife, but fuck, it was good. Big thanks to Casswah and Band, The If, for getting my lazy bones to a show. I loved them by the way and am hoping for the same line-up again sometime soon. A line-up which included inevitable orbit. I think they might be a grower, as I swayed between high hopes and slight confusion. I love the drummer and thought he should be more prominent, as he is one of the best in this hokey town. I am though, quite biased. This must be obvious by now.

Oh Michael

I know you are either bored by this or it was already said eons* ago, but Michael!

He was beyond brilliant when he was good. And we all know how bad he was. SO.

I want to sequin some socks. Yes really, that was my first response to his death.

I need rhinestone socks.

I still plan to do it. Why am I telling you this?
WELL, I found these beautiful photos of his costumes. And I love them. Ok, enough out of me.

I must find my bedazzler.

*last week.

karma

I probably deserved the curse of ugly video artifacts and crappy image resolution, as I have spent the last two or three weeks animating the massacre of various cute woodland creatures.

A tongue in cheek hunting expedition through woods over-populated with a proliferation of cute critters. Even the cutest of bunnies and the doiest-eyed deer aren't safe in these here woods. It's time for a cull.

I know, I'm sorry. I occasionally felt bad about it.

Anyway, some pictures of the other works. It's worth a wander up the street if you are around at night. I loved this monkey walk (top) and Yandell Walton's leaves were quite beautiful.






As expected, Jethro got in for a bit of an inspection. I think he approved. He didn't mind that the bunnies died. He knows all about fashion vermin.

bright lights

The Gertrude Street Projection Festival opens tonight, which means there will be all sorts of pretty lights out there to brighten our cold dark nights.


It also means that I have to make these damn animations I've been working on play on the screens they are to play on. I am having technology nightmares, and I swear I have converted and exported every type of .mp4 and .mov file known to man. Fingers crossed I find the one I need.

It's a collaboration with the clever Penelope Durston, and she has been stitching away making a doily wonderland for the critters to play in. If the worst comes to the worst we will lock Jethro in the box and shine lights on him. He doesn't mind, really. He loves the spotlight. It was his idea.

Find it for free on Gertrude street, 6-12pm nightly until July 10. Our work, (and probably Jethro) will be in the window of Cottage Industry, no. 61.

Shoe Heaven

Is a place I shouldn't really be hanging out in, considering I'm poor, and I'm too busy.
But it is only Brookie's school holidays for a week or so and the lady needs shoes, SO, I took her to shoe heaven.

I have about 5 pairs of Rocco's shoes. All of which I love, but are in various states of disrepair. So I carried a few pairs over to be re-soled. Unfortunately that is no longer part of what they do. I cried. They do though still make shoes. And I love the shoes they make.

Now I need some genius plan to make piles of money so I can have six pairs of handmade shoes to swan about in.

Like these. Woody. For Me?

Things to do

This week.
A blood thirsty animation. YELP.
A business card and a label.
An embroidered album cover.
A C3 birthday party. Tonight.
An exhibition here, and another here.
A much anticipated album launch Mum Smokes.
A magazine launch.

NOW, do some more work please Dell.

long gone

I have been reading the flog since I saw Fette's Gallery in Rotterdam at Project (or) so I was very pleasantly surprised to see my woods pop up on the Berlin version today. Yay.