the first six months…

the zed is back on the road.

i really don’t need to add anything else, that for me sums it up. however, i need to be more aware of context.

the zed is back on the road.
the zed is back on the road.

the zed is back on the road.
the zed is back on the road.
the zed is back on the road.
the zed is back on the road.

i can hold my head up high and enjoy riding the bike again this year.

i can hold my head up high and make what ever i like. when ever i like.

i spoke to the actor ben roberts this afternoon, we agreed on most things to do with political situations in england and laughed about how there is so very little to be done locally as they are all so bomb proof. at least in time some research will uncover what happened and it’ll be written down for those that follow.

in the consecutive present i’ll ride my bike and enjoy it.

red wine. xx

i’m enjoying myself.

it’s such freedom to make. solely and with no restraints.

i’ve completed another year of birthday cards for the southern group. that’s definitely a work in progress.

there are no limits, i find that amazing !

i’ve shot more today too. rain stopped play outdoors. an inside location was easy to find.

for more details, a question will suffice. i know what i’ve done and those in the inner circle will hear all about it.

i also have a plan for the exhibition in later august. so far the gallery seems to be run in a very adhoc manner, doesn’t particularly fill me with much pride to be included in their show. i’d much rather have been noticed by a more southerly publication. thing is though, i would have to have made something completely different. still working out how subjectiveness can be enjoyable.

for my competitiveness i’ll stick to motogp.

mash potatoes. xx

i have started to wonder about what happens in the room marked ‘all those that see things differently come in here’ when someone in the room starts to see things differently. is there another door, is there space to turn around to explore the room or is that individual picked on for seeing things differently?

i don’t know the answer to the question. i haven’t found the door with that sign, so i remain a bloke sitting at a computer, typing.

i am wondering about what i can leave here for peeps to read. i’m tempted to copy a friend. using another blog for ‘this is me, i have fun, i like to do this, this is what i’m doing, look-it’s fab. i’m having a great time, today, wow look at what i’ve done.’ yes, i’m concerned if this blog isn’t of a certain critical level, i’ll not be taken seriously, as the way i take things seriously is different to what is expected. wow, in the old days, what would a person like that be called?

and today, what is a person like that called? a creative business individual, i would say. good for them.

mean time, i’ve started making another experimental film. feels bloddy great to be wielding equipment and dealing with wrong shot choice and seeing how it looks in the edit. wow i see how i need that freedom and space to do that. freedom is the thing as the big world outside my door will impart itself on me to do certain things that are necessary to make it all work. heaven forbid i might do something off my own back. oh hang on, i’ve not yet put up long enough to be placed in a position that i get to make the descisions. frankly if all i’m going to do is rant about not having the chance, it’s quite clear why i shouldn’t get the chance.

have you seen the front of the independent today? an economist has spoken out of truth, not economic forecast, well that’ll be a first wouldn’t it. be like bp admitting for years they’ve been forecasting oil reserves based on guess work, wrapped up in technology. of course if i wrote that any where, i wouldn’t be taken seriously, as how the hell would i get to hear about what is said in bp meeting in the us of a?

history and the present. best stick to those. if you feel brave, consider the consecutive present, patterns are after all lovely and easy to follow.

wow, it’s been busy. didn’t think i’d write that so soon.

the results are out too. i’m now quite happy with the result i achieved. it was apparent to me that unless you’ve been through a degree yourself, the meaning of 2-1 is somewhat vague. as i described it to one friend, it means i’m not a geek, which he was well pleased with.

i’ve had to consider my position on whether i pay to exhibit or not. it was certainly something i had to go through, if only to realise that actually spending a little money to begin with is what one has to do. the opportunity to exhibit, once additional info was released, like when the exhibition was planned for, i did come round to realising that it might be a good idea to spend that money. as a result i’ll be exhibiting in a show in late august. additional info nearer the time.

i’m volunteering now too. it’s a project in leicester. it fits into many categories of good things. i’ll be getting some invigilation experience, being a guide for tours and photographing members of the public for the exhibition archive. on friday last week one of my first jobs was to check over some mannequins and repair their paint. i was fine until i started loading the heads onto the bodies. i got quite freaked out when i realised i was putting male looking heads onto female torsos. great thing is i’ve been able to practice newly learnt photoshop skills on some images of the mannequins.

at the weekend i visited some friends working at emerge at shipley park. derbyshire youth services were represented there. i had a very interesting chat with several youth service workers, it has opened my eyes to possibilities with them.

i am definitely in a what’s possible, what’s out there phase. i will have to exercise some editing skills to make sure i pursue the routes that interest me the most.

as an aside, i’m off to liverpool this weekend to hopefully exchange some of my time for money.

i’ve been considering the invitation to send in proposals for images. i feel it’s about time i had a go at turning my thoughts into written text. i still have nothing to loose by having a go.

the fourth plinth project went live today. sitting at home watching the live stream i feel very small and insignificant. i look forward to how the sitting watching the stream experience pans out.

in other news. a friend from the degree course has won a university bursary for studio rent. he doesn’t have the couple of hundred pound needed for admin costs to get the bursary.

i’ve been contacted by a gallery in nottingham, they’d like to know if i am interested in being in an emerging artist show. it’ll cost me 60 pounds and the show will be on for a week. i’m a professional artist, should i be paying for my work to be shown? i think not, it’s like paying for an entry on my cv.

i think, i am faced with a long hard struggle, as i am not good at making things to be immediately liked. i’ll test my theory by attempting a proposal to a local hospital for images to go on a wall somewhere in the hospital.

getting briefly back to the plinth, at lunchtime on radio 4 was the chap from the ica. he was looking forward to when the first person got naked on the plinth. i was a bit dismayed at this.

18.21, a person in the crowd asks the man on the plinth “how is it art?” is this a question facing all undergraduate fine art students come september? certainly the man on the plinth was stumped to answer the question. a duchampian response of ‘it’s art coz i say it is’ mite have be good. i don’t understand why art gets such a hard time, certainly a friend of mine who works not in the arts sector has the 70’s bricks very much engrained in her mind as a nonsense piece of work and all art is nonsense if it’s not a painting or a sculpture. are we all living at a time where art needs some support and help? i think so as i would like to be able to be myself and make art that has good reason to exist and not worry where the money for the bills or food comes from, why is that such a difficult concept? maybe i should ask an ecomonist that question to get their take on it, maybe then i’ll be a little more informed.