The Modern Way

Happy Birthday!

Should Old Acquaintance be forgotten?

nature

Work in progress ( I might do more...or not)

Part inspired by Schulz and Charlie Brown and Lucy's friendship in 'Snoopy/Peanuts'.

Part inspired by Jeffrey Brown.

The view expressed here is not one that extends to all friendships.

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Busy week

Last week I kept myself busy...

Monday - Don't remember

Tuesday - Sight Test ordered new glasses

Wednesday - Went to The Design Museum and saw British Designer of the Year Exhibition, runaway favourite with the public is Jamie Hewlett of Gorillaz fame.














Also watched Liverpool limply lose to Benfica and thus exit the Champions League.

Thursday - Rest Day

Friday - Went to Pinewood Studios and hung out with people I have learnt from and
people I have worked with and intend to work with in the future and had a great time and got a lift home which was a bonus.

Saturday - Rest Day, new glasses already ready...so collected them.

Sunday - Met one of my visitors to this Blog, Ladymissmarquise and went to Gothic Nightmares at Tate Britain and was impressed with the ink and wash drawings and thought about the similarities in subject matter to contemporary comic book art and how even now we still like a good scary story. Some of the names of witches and some the images of myths and legends could be linked to modern imagery from Star Wars...no, really.


Read 'A Matter of Death and Life' by Andrey Kurkov which had its moments.
'Be a Man' by Jeffrey Brown which made me laugh.


Not enamoured by the fact that all my playlists and music on my iPod no longer exist on this PC because I had to reinstall iTunes and it was naturally blank...haven't dared to plug iPod into the PC yet.


I did have more detailed thoughts and things to say as those events unfolded on a daily basis but without access the thoughts just came and went so instead you get a list...sorry.


In regards to matters of hospitals I really cannot fault the care while I was there but the post operative care of scheduling appointments and sending letters of referral has been completely and utterly shambolic (to put it politely) and after numerous phonecalls has finally started to be resolved...sheesh!

Back where I began...

I have ended up where I started but learnt a few things along my way.

The PC is off to be repaired and should be back in a few days but is that a 'few days' normal time or repair time?

That I'm quite tired from walking around.

That there are no rules to graphic novels and the art can be polished, erratic or done in any medium you like. You just need something to say. Of course that means I'm still procrastinating as to finding my style and my characters and most importantly some sort of subject!

It will be a purchase for the future but I read a copy of 'Nufonia Must Fall' in Borders today by Kid Koala and am pretty sure its a book that some of you might enjoy or at least enjoy leafing through if you can find it.

More self realizations from walking around I am my own worst enemy I talk myself out of doing or trying many things by anticiapating what could possibly be the worst case scenario. In this way I am being overly cautious or preventing myself from achieviing my potential.

I am a creative genius who has not quite found the right way because he's lost in his own creative genius. (PLEASE TAKE THE AFORE MENTIONED DELUSIONAL STATEMENT WITH A PINCH OF SALT! ;) )

That's it for a few days...unless I find myself in another Internet Cafe soon.

So yes it was most definitely worth getting out of the (jail)house and having a wonder around booksrores, music stores and watching all the people out and about.

Things I have done this weekend...

Well, the PC died on Friday and is supposedly being looked at today but this post comes from a terminal in an Internet Cafe on the Tottenham Court Road. So this the first time I've been inside an Internet Cafe so I can say I've done something new this weekend!

On Saturday I had the opportunity to go at a flatwarming but ultimately didn't go having sabotaged myself. I only came to realise that I had sabotaged myself later in the evening...if I had been so concerned about going I would have left at 7 and not 8. When I got to the station at 811 the train to London was leaving the platform...the next train was not for at least another half an hour besides which I'd then have to wait for another train on the ghost line The Silverlink to take me closer to my destination so in the end I stayed in. Naturally I get a text message informing me that there were plenty of 'lovely single girls' in attendance...oh well.

I finally got a phonecall from the hospital in regard to my check up at the Brompton and now have a date for the beginning of next month! I'm not quite sure what happened to my 6 week check up, mine is more like a 15 week check up!

I realise this post has no real order to it as I spit out whatever random thoughts have been occupying or torturing my mind. I am here in London without a plan loosely to buy another sketch book and a plastic palette but have already naughtily bought myself two CD's. Perhaps because I shouldn't buy DVDs and CDs I do...on the strength of the Guardian's recommendations I have bought Neil Diamond's '12 Songs' and because I just end up downloading tracks off his album I may as well get the album Kanye West's 'Late Registration'.

Next I shall probably um and er over books in one of the multitude of bookstores on Charing Cross Road but also i must goa nd feed myself somewhere. Will I be cultural this afternoon? A gallery? An exhibition? A movie? I haven't made up my mid yet...oh yes shoe research in Covent Garden as well needs to be done!

I came to another realization on arrival at Tottenham Court Road, one never knows when a moment of clarity will suddenly strike you or perhaps its because I know my birthday is coming up that I get maudlin. When I turned 30 I had two of my happiest years professionally...Yes! I used the work happy! However outside of work there wasn't much else going on but I was too tired from work to care anyway and was just overjoyed to be swept along by the career path I had started upon. Then came being 33 and the work dried up and I discovered I'd got the work'play/life outside of work balance horribly wrong and of course then the drama of having a literally 'broken heart' and now as I near the 34th year of my life its still rather unstructured and aimless but we shall see...

By my standard this seems like bit of a ramble and hope you've made it this far and that I've kept your attention...