Oops

Orchestrating Accidents

This semester I working on the ideas of perfection- accident- imperfection. The works above are ideas focused around the idea of "evidence of accidents" like stains, breaks, spills etc. I have been instigating accidents all week. Positioning glasses of red wine in prime elbow territory and breaking Shea's pens to try and get ink stains. Yes, I am annoying.

Its very interesting work I am enjoying creating this series, that will hopefully get translated somehow to fabrics.

I don't have a camera right now but if i did i would post some images of my new spring wardrobe i have been making. Spring is so welcome.

lately i've been feeling homemade, i'm special but i'm cheap, i'm cheap but real, like i know where each part of myself comes from.

my heads all crumbly today. i keep going to do something and then think of something else to do and try to do that while thinking of something else. i feel like my teeth are trying to get out when i'm not paying attention. i'm still sick and keep coughing, its exhausting. you forget how much you need an uninterrupted air supply hey. i wish i felt more sure of myself today, i could have done with that kind of support. ughh yeh today was a baddy.

If it's too much to ask, send me a son.

- arcade fire. the suburbs.

How to dance in a nightclub for dummies.

Part 1:

Boys: first- the "come get on ma dick bitch pout"

You MUST master this upper lip curl and simultaneously combine it with the "chin nodd" in time with the music. this is essential. if you cannot do this you should be at home with nanna. Keep in mind however that even nanna's can crank the pout so she might might bail on you for a bump and grind down at the club come 8:30.

Second- "spastic fish with legs move"

This is also in conjunction with the "come get on ma dick bitch pout" and "chin nodding" and can be executed by simply imagining what a fish might look like, out of water, unable to breathe, with legs and some rhythmic capabilities. Some of the really fly boys add an the basic "crotch grab move" which I'm sure you are all familiar with by now, originally pioneered by the one and only - MJ R.I.P.

epic grab there Mike.

Thirdly- Location Location Location

Chicks LOVE IT when you subtly dance around them, like just behind them. We love that shit. It communicates that you want said bitch, but not enough to actually buy her a drink, its mysterious and a little bit bad ass, turning. me. ON. It is okay to occasionally even go for a feel but DON'T LET HER KNOW IT WAS YOU (unless she is into it...or doesn't notice cos she's drunk and therefore missing feeling in most of her limbs, then its all go.)

Note: Spotting a potential mate/bump and grind partner.

Make sure she's a bit of a slut, look for classic signs like bad hair extensions, clumpy eye make-up, three or four drinks in hand that she is "holding for her friends cos they needed to chuck a piss ayyyyy" Yep, you got er' what a catch. Once you got her its important you postion yourself in the grind position. Legs wide, shoulders loose, hands on her hips and let her do the rest, bitch knows where to go yerrr boiiii.

If your an ugg, better spin her around, get her another drink and wait for her to loose 20/20 vision :D

Follow these instructions and you will never fail.

CHIK CHIK BOOM

today i went to work to earn the rent for my wicked house. tonight i'm going to...wait for it...capitol/amps. its the safest bet on a saturday. here are some shots from the holiday, sentosa island butterfly farm. with a parrot that is LOOKING RIGHT AT ME. been having alot of religious conversations with various religious people. trying not to be mean to them...i'm sorry but sometimes i don't think you know what is coming out of your mouth.

also becoming a little bit feminist as well. its weird.

new song : lately i've been feeling homemade, special and cheap, cheap and real, like i know

where each part of myself came from.

see you in the morning.

epic jump. man vs wild -esque.
















me and some friends went for a walk through the bush. here's some photo's.

Hound Dog Taylour and the Houserockers

Waterfront Hotel, dessert time. They had an in house dessert chef (i'm sure there's a name for it...). She made the most delicious crepes. We got nice and fat on mango juice and these.

Today was pretty good, miri and i cruised around ikea, lapping up all the pretty minimalist design and wishing we actually owned homes to fill with useless swedish junk.

I have been watching too much daytime tv and i actually HATE Koshie. Oh and the election. Yes, my hair is the same colour as Julia Gillards, well done, you are very clever, no i don't know if i will be voting for her, it depends on who you are voting for and whether I can be bothered giving you the shits today. loser.






Singapore, Clark Quay

riverside mother f*cker.


Got this top for less than $5 aus. probably cos its hideous, but i know why i like it.