A while ago my Mum found this really lovely painting at an op-shop for me, which I was really pleased about. However when we removed the price tag which had foolishly been stuck on the picture, some of the print came off and as it was a print not a painting I couldn't just fill the gap myself. Ahhhh! The Horror!
I was left at a dilemma with the painting, as I loved the style and thought it would be such a waste if it was just thrown out, but I didn't know how to fix it. I began experimenting with different ideas as to how to solve the problem. I tried to paint the background first but had difficultly because of it's glossy background.
With the help of some spray primer and lots of layers of paint and a freshly painted frame I now have a lovely new addition to my art collection. I really love the brightness of the lime green and find it interesting that with the challenge of a bit of peeled off paint came thought and creation and a result that I like even better than the original design.
Now I just need to find some spare space on my wall to hang it!
This is an animation I made ages ago, but I thought that I should still post it.
It was my first animation I'd ever made and watching it now I feel that weird combination of cringing yet at the same time feeling proud. I remember I spent the whole summer holidays making it and just made up the story as I went along. I made it, by creating little collages that I would then animate.
I thought I should finally post my year 12 Media film which has been doing the circuit at a few film festivals in Melbourne recently, both at Screen It! and Made in Melbourne film festival. It's a funny little short stop-motion animation sharing some examples of kid logic which is as perfectly explained by This American Life
" Stories of kids using perfectly logical arguments, and arriving at perfectly wrong conclusions".
The animated stories are examples of kid logic I collected and gathered off friends and the internet. These were the most common or the simplest examples to animate, however I did uncover some hilariously bizarre stories on Reddit, if you dare to check them out here. I made it with cut-out bits of paper and layered in a home-made multiplane set which consisted of stacking old frankie magazines and sheets of thick plastic. Very professional. It was really fun yet tedious to make and I can't wait to continue exploring and creating more stop motion animation. The film took about two moths to make and edit, using Dragonframe and Final Cut Pro. Dragon Frame was the absolute best program and it made the process a lot quicker, so I highly recommend it for anyone wanting to make stop motion animations. I'm really proud of the piece, especially considering I had never made a stop motion animation before manually and I had to teach myself how to do everything and learn new programs, so it was a very challenging, however a very rewarding process. I will probably look back on this video in 50 years time once I am some hip animator at Pixar whilst holding my arms full of Oscars and laugh at its cut and paste style, however at the moment as an almost adult I think it's pretty neat.
Feel free to share some of your stories of kid logic.
Since making this film I have constantly been asked what kid logic I used to have, so here are two of my favourites.
You could be Sucked Down The Drain Hole
I used to think you could get sucked down the drain hole in the bath as my Mum and brother used to act out these big scenes where one of them would pretend to get get sucked down and the other would pretend to be pulling them out. I used to be so frighten of getting sucked down it but now I think it's hilarious I thought it was possible for a human to fit down a tiny pipe. The sound of the water going down the drain still disturbs me.
Dummy's Grew On Trees
When I was young I always loved my dummy( pacifier) and I had this book called The Last Noo Noo, which was about this monster whose Grandmother thought it was too old for dummy's, however it would give them up. Ultimately in the end the monster is left with one dummy which he plants in the garden and it grows into a beautiful dummy tree. So I obviously planted one of my dummy's in the garden as that's how I though they were made. Sadly we moved country so I never knew what happened to the dummy and their could potentially be a lovely dummy tree blooming in someone's backyard that I planted.
Lulu in her Christmas dress helping with the presents
I hope everyone had a wonderful and very Merry Christmas.
Christmas is one of my favourite time of years, but this year it felt strange as I didn't feel that into the Christmas spirit. I think it was because usually I'd still be in school till late December so Christmas always seemed like an exciting light at the end of the tunnel, especially when your at that point where exams are over and you aren't learning anything still yet you are still stuck at school. Having finished school this year in mid November, it seem that I've already been on holiday for ages. I also think that it's interesting how over the past 5 or so years Christmas has changed, in that you only receive a few Christmas cards at most, there are few Christmas films on the TV and stores have been selling trees and decorations since September,so your festive atmosphere is a bit muddled
Anyway, I had a lovely Christmas.
I got some really neat gifts. My favourite was a vintage 70s fondue set which was still in its original packaging and a fondue cookbook that my grandparents used to use, so now I can't wait to host a fondue party.
I got together with some friends for an end of year Christmas Lunch. It was really nice as this year we'd all been through a lot and I feel that we have become a closer group of friends. To celebrate the occasion and also that fact that I'd been wanting to make one but no one would eat it in my household, I made a gingerbread house. It was so much fun to decorate! I can easily go mad with piping icing. I would love to make some icing art someday. Everyone loved it and it was happily eaten.
Another festive treat was our annual Grinchfest in which we watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas and make Seuss like food. It's a tradition created by a dear family friend in New Zealand and we have carried it over to Melbourne Shores. In past years we have had little parties, but this year it was just my Mum and I. I surprised her by making Nigella's Green Eggs and Ham to eat whilst watching the movie.
I also made sure I watched my annual Christmas movie list of
Eloise at Christmastime
Rudolph The Red Nose Reindeer
On Christmas Day, as we have no family in Melbourne we had Lunch with some family friends and then in the evening my Mum and I left to go to the movies. Ever since we were little we have often gone to the cinema on Christmas Day as we don't have any relatives near us so it's become a tradition, and this year we could not pass up the opportunity to see an advanced screening of Into The Woods. It was splendid! I had high expectations as I loved the stage show so much, but the film was great and Chris Pine and Billy Magnussen's rendition of 'Agongy' was swoon worthy.
Yesterday I woke up in sad and bitter mood which would not go away. Sometimes I just feel extremely frustrated with the world and nothing makes me more annoyed than doing absolutely nothing, so I tried to fill my morning by painting out in the sun.
It was a beautiful day and there is nothing worst than being in a bad mood on a lovely day, so although I still felt bitter I was happy when my parents decided to go to Heide for the day. I'd been wanting to go for long time and the weather was utterly perfect.
In front of Emily Floyds book shelf, which I can't wait to swap a book from it
Ultimately, It turned into a wonderful day. My morning woes had dissapeared and I felt inspired and
I loved the three different galleries, and can now only dream of someday opening up an art gallery in my own home where a collective of artists can flourish and create, whilst I bake them cakes and pose for portraits .
The J M Powers pieces were my favourite and his saturated colour palette looked wonderful displayed in Heidi II. It's such a neat setting, I think every home/gallery should have a brown shag conversation pit to liase in whilst looking at the art.
'Paysage' (Landscape) by JW Power, 1934 oil on canvas 50.9 x.
J.W.Power, Susannah and the Elders, 1931-32
Now I can't wait to return and become a member. In the mean time I'm excited to start reading The Heart Garden: Sunday Reed and Heide and make more art.
Listening to the new She & Him album, whilst wearing my new check pants.
This year has been crazy to say the least and now that I have finally completed the stressful fun and intense thing that it year 12 exams, I am ready to embark on a new stage of life. I have often thought of just clicking the delete button on this blog in it's forgotten and neglected state, but deleting this blog would be like trying to delete the past. It's a document of my struggles and experiments of my younger teenage years and now that I am excitingly and scarily verging on the edge of eighteen, I don't want to forget the salvation and haven that this blog was and the community and excitement that once festered in the blogging community. I remember stumbling upon The Style Rookie when middle school Tavi would post eccentric Comme Des Garcon inspired outfits taken in her backyard from a tripod, but the last time I saw her was on the cover on our weekend paper, discussing being friends with celebrities and wearing jeans. Time passes, and I feel that blogging has lost it's buzz from when the individual and unique voices of fashion, writing and life were thriving. Blogging has become a business. Considering we live in a society where blogging is now consider a career, I sometimes feel it's no longer a place to document and explore life with others, but a gallery of models in their expensive designer on trend threads, posing in photos taken by their photographer boyfriends. I know it's a stereotype, but I know we've all come across those blogs. There still remain remnants of the booming era, and every now and then I discover a fresh and inspiring blogger, who reminds me of the reasons I starting blogging in the first place and the community that I longed to connect with. I know the world of fashion blogging has changed, and it will never return to it days of being a place where misfit teen girls bonded over cool thrift shop finds and Christopher Kane, but I'm glad that I got to experience it.
Now, I don't know yet if I want to use this blog as a document for the next stage of my life and the exciting future that lays ahead.
Excitement is an emotion I feel I breath. It pumps through my blood with every heart beat. Everything is thrilling and exciting. The new. The unexpected.The unknown. The future.
I can't wait for my life to start and I can't stand the idea of doing nothing.
I'm on the verge of being an 'adult'. A name that sounds foreign and unfamiliar and comes with a sense of both responsibility and freedom. I'm no longer restrained to the structure of secondary education and it's at the point where I can decided what and how I want to spend my life. I know along with being an 'adult' there comes the banal attachments of work, taxes, bills and other essential things which weave its way in to the everyday, but now I feel that life is not something that I have been watching go by, but something that I can engage with and explore. Time is the most precious gift and I don't won't to waste it. I don't want to waste time using the internet mindlessly or watching TV to fill time that I should be using. Why waste a single moment watching Simpsons re-runs, that I've seen so many times I could probably quote them, when I could be conversing with others, creating art, reading history, learning, writing, laughing and engaging with life. I'm over watching others living their lives and wishing that mine was like that. I'm not dissatisfied with my life in the least but as my Mum constantly says "life doesn't come to you, you have to go out and get it" and I'm not going to get anywhere and meet anyone if I spend all day scrolling on a computer screen in my bedroom, wanting to be like this or that.
So here I am ready to start a new day.
I'm open to all the opportunities and ups and downs that lie ahead. I don't know if it was some sudden revelation or the influence of that masterpiece "Oh, The Places You'll Go!" by that philosophical genius Dr Seuss, but I'm starting my life today and I not going to let it pass. - CB