sneep.
let's hope this isn't my last entry before my life kills me.
my birthday sucked.
in part thanks to all of you having forgotten, and in part because the majority of those who remembered, despite the feigned interest still don't know shit about me to give me something i like, even if it's just scraped from the gutter.
on the upside my mother gave me a 5CD box set of classical music with a lot of my favourite pieces on it, and i got the most excellent (ancient) cigar box from my aunt (who thankfully now realises i have a thing for beads and boxes, as opposed to a liking for miscellany pulled out from underneath the bathtub...).
i love the patina on the wood, and the fact thet the inside lip has bevelled edges (which i've never seen before). it's from Peking.
i made $66 at the COFA Spring Fair on Saturday. with absolutely minimal effort.
Yoshiko didn't have enough stuff to fill a whole table, so i bought in some trinkets i made from recycled op-shop beads and pieces, as well as some of crocheted berets. a lot of people looked at the berets, but nobody actually bought any, which was kind of disappointing, since a) i get a lot of compliments on them when people see me wearing one, and b) $25 is a fair price for something elegantly textured and so fucking laborious.
so i'm happy because i have a little money to my name. i think i'll buy that book on mokume gane and a chasing hammer....
anyway, $66 was better than last year's $15, and, considering i wasn't expecting to sell anything, was a pleasant surprise.
i'm supposed to be writing more for my honours paper now, but i'm procrastinating because i'm panicked about how i'm actually going to get all my stuff done...
there just doesn't seem to be enough hours in a day.
it's times like this i almost wish i was a painter, but then i think of all the theory i'd have to deal with.
in any case, i have no idea how i'm going to do this.
if you didn't wish me a happy birthday, at least wish me good luck.
my birthday sucked.
in part thanks to all of you having forgotten, and in part because the majority of those who remembered, despite the feigned interest still don't know shit about me to give me something i like, even if it's just scraped from the gutter.
on the upside my mother gave me a 5CD box set of classical music with a lot of my favourite pieces on it, and i got the most excellent (ancient) cigar box from my aunt (who thankfully now realises i have a thing for beads and boxes, as opposed to a liking for miscellany pulled out from underneath the bathtub...).
i love the patina on the wood, and the fact thet the inside lip has bevelled edges (which i've never seen before). it's from Peking.
i made $66 at the COFA Spring Fair on Saturday. with absolutely minimal effort.
Yoshiko didn't have enough stuff to fill a whole table, so i bought in some trinkets i made from recycled op-shop beads and pieces, as well as some of crocheted berets. a lot of people looked at the berets, but nobody actually bought any, which was kind of disappointing, since a) i get a lot of compliments on them when people see me wearing one, and b) $25 is a fair price for something elegantly textured and so fucking laborious.
so i'm happy because i have a little money to my name. i think i'll buy that book on mokume gane and a chasing hammer....
anyway, $66 was better than last year's $15, and, considering i wasn't expecting to sell anything, was a pleasant surprise.
i'm supposed to be writing more for my honours paper now, but i'm procrastinating because i'm panicked about how i'm actually going to get all my stuff done...
there just doesn't seem to be enough hours in a day.
it's times like this i almost wish i was a painter, but then i think of all the theory i'd have to deal with.
in any case, i have no idea how i'm going to do this.
if you didn't wish me a happy birthday, at least wish me good luck.