Emma – Page 7 – A Note On a Rainy Night

Don’t Put Out

The other week I was in Brighton to see Ladies and Gentlemen the Fabulous Stains, a forgotten film from the 80s about a fictional all-girl punk band with Diane Lane, Ray Winstone (yes, really), Paul Simonon and half of the Sex Pistols. They’ve started doing a cinema club at the West Hill Hall showing cult films with bands playing afterwards. This time the bands were Trash Kit and Woolf. I found out about it when I was at the copiers and the guy in front of me was copying flyers and we got chatting and swapped zines and flyers. I wish that kind of thing happened to me more often. A good evening filled with friends and good feelings. Bands and film recommended. I want to be back in Brighton. ( I decided to go not via London to see if the cheaper ticket was worth the bother- it wasn’t, it took me 4 hours and between 4-7 trains each way)

Wanderings

The other day I was round my dad’s. It was a sunny day, and I didn’t fancy spending the whole day cooped up indoors. I got my dad to give me a lift up to Kit’s Coty, a strange isolated place nearby, which has the remains of a Neolithic barrow there. The barrow isn’t very evident these days, but the gate into the tomb is still there. There are more houses round there than I’d thought, all detached with big gates and long drives and beware of the dog signs, and on unpaved roads. It was totally quiet and a bit David Lynchish round there.

Idly Drawing

Seeing as I’m meant to be an art student, I thought it was time I did some drawing. I feel rusty at drawing. Here’s a drawing I made earlier sitting in the Castle Gardens after I signed on at the dole. Signing on always puts me in a foul mood, there’s just something about Chatham dole office, but drawing in the sunshine made me feel a little better. I think the drawing’s a little bland though. I think I should’ve made the left tree black shaded too, for better composition, but I was just drawing what I saw, one deciduous tree, and one evergreen.

A Bee See

On Friday I checked out my friend Pete’s gig, and then went to Moogie Wonderland’s Sipping Sessions event at a local cafe. This is Bee (short for Biancha) who’s one of the people who organises it. She’s very photogenic, and enjoys having her photo taken, which is great as far as I’m concerned.

Anniversaire de Victoire

On Saturday I went to Brighton for Vicky’s birthday. When I arrived at her flat, she had a full birthday tea laid out with all kinds of treats and drinks, and a red velvet cake that looked like a giant cupcake. Everyone should do that for their birthday, it was so much fun

Forgotten Holgas

Another forgotten film scanned, Holga + Fuji Provia 400 xpro. This was my test roll for the Holga. You can see the other photos here, they’re not very exciting.

Mystery film- pleasant but bland

I’ve got a whole load of unscanned negatives here which I’m slowly working my way through. There was a whole film of pictures of this place with a lake, but I have absolutely no idea where it is, or when I took the photos. I also have no idea what camera I used for these, but the film is Kodak Ektachrome 160 Tungsten, cross-processed. The pictures are pleasant but bland, and I’ve got a real feeling this was a test roll to see if something worked right/was any good (charity shop camera? lens found in someone’s loft and given to me? who knows). Whatever it was seems to work fine.

Far away from here. There is sun and spring and green forever.

Some snaps of the mist in my dad’s garden this afternoon. Sometimes I wish my hometown would burn to the ground and be replaced solely by trees. (Rochester excepted)

Et Tu Moogie?

Last night I went to Moogie Wonderland. It was Ides of March themed this time, and I made them some stuff.

This is a projection on the life of Julius Caesar made with cardboard and chromakey. It’s clunky as hell, and there’s no way I’ll use it for uni, but I got it done in time for the event, and that’s what matters in this instance. (Also the audience is drunk people, and they’re not known for their attentiveness or attention to detail). My main beef with it is there’s too much text (it was the only way I could think of to get the story across when I didn’t have time to do more sophisticated animation) and most of the silhouettes are too basic. I’m going to remake it, with much better compositions and just generally at a higher, more sophisticated level.

I don’t wanna join yr club, I don’t want yr kind of love (Typical Grrls v2)

So we had the second Typical Girls last week. It was more successful than the first, we had 20-25 people there. They were all people we didn’t know as well, which was surprising. I made 50 lurid pink cakes covered in edible glitter, and played some Patti Smith and Comet Gain this time. Tukru brought a table full of zines and fundraising stuff for her roller derby team and played some Nicki Minaj and slipped in a bit of Lady Gaga, which made me pull a face. All the cakes got eaten, and even the old men who lurk down the end of the bar had a good time. Hopefully more people and more dancing next time.

You Got Me Coughing Up My Cookie Heart (ok, cake)

These are some silly collages I made 9-10 years ago for my friend Katie’s zine. She found them recently and scanned all the bits. It’s a real gourmet recipe.

Tintagel- Moskva 5

My ex-boyfriend’s family used to go to Cornwall every summer, and we used to join them, me usually lugging a whole load of photo stuff on the train down. These were taken at Tintagel.

I know it’s too late, I’m lost in a forest

Next in my mammoth scanning session, tree abstracts. Made by putting 35mm film into a 120 camera (in this case a holga) and then deliberately overprocessing the resulting film to give a high contrast look.

Someone Tell Me Why I Do the Things That I Don’t Want To Do

One of the many rolls of film I have sitting around waiting to be scanned. This is from the days when I used to live in Reading. I want it to be sunny now! I long for long walks and picnics and lying on the grass in the sunshine, I’m fed up of the scrag end of winter. Diana + camera & Kodak Ektachrome 100 cross-processed.

Caesar ‘ad some jam for tea

I haven’t updated this for a little while, and I’ve built up a backlog of things to write about

Things I need to write about:
Brighton Zinefest (I’ve got a whole heap of photos to sort out)
Typical Grrls II
University Work
Oliver Postgate Book
I’ve also got a whole load of films I need to scan.

Not as sad as Dostoyevsky, not as clever as Mark Twain

10. Alias Grace- Margaret Atwood
11. Notes from Underground- Fyodor Dostoyevsky
12. Seeing Things- Oliver Postgate
13. Letters from a Lost Uncle- Mervyn Peake
14. Queuing for Beginners- Joe Moran

And that’s exactly why I’d rather live in dreams

On Saturday I went with Tukru to Moogie Wonderland.

Nothing to Do With Dionysus

The title’s a lie. Here’s Dionysus minus his arms and legs, and looking surprisingly cheerful.

I’ve been making the paper puppets for this today. I was originally going to use split pins for the joints, but I’ve been reading Oliver Postgate’s autobiography (highly recommended by the way) and he just used sewing thread stuck on with scotch magic tape for easy removal, which is a much better solution, as nothing sticks out then. The puppets have interchangeable heads for different expressions. Hopefully I’ll get the film finished by weds the 26th when I have one of the dreaded Review of Work days at uni.

Typical Grrls- grrrl / genderqueer friendly club night in chatham 3rd March

Female-fronted music, free zine, free cake, zine stall from Vampire Sushi distro. All the good stuff in life, and free entry and cheap drinks to boot.

Bacchanalia

Today Tukru helped me take some photos for my uni project (someone needed to stop the camera tripod falling down the hill and be able to touch things without covering them in blood. Today’s myth was Pentheus & the Bacchae. I was a Bacchant/Maenad. I got to sit around in a vest in the winter doused in fake blood, clutching a mostly empty bottle of booze and a fimo human heart and trying not to squint in the unexpected February sunshine. How I usually spend my Tuesday afternoons, really. Fake blood is surprisingly cold in the wind. Clearing up felt like we were covering up a murder.

Museum of Childhood

On Saturday morning I did a zine workshop for the Brighton Popular Education Collective who run a day of free classes and lectures on things like bike mechanics, sewing and local history one day a month. It was the same workshop I’ve done loads of times, and it always seems to go down well. This time I had both a lady in her 50s and a very enthusiastic boy of about 7 there.

Baking a Human Heart

I needed a brooch in the shape of a human heart for a photography project I’m doing this week, and decided to make it out of fimo. I used to make loads of fimo stuff when I was a kid, and taught some classes to kids a while back, but I haven’t made anything in about 5 years. It was a mix of fun and frustrating, but came out as raw meaty looking as hoped.

Typical Grrls v1

So last Thursday me & Tukru had our first clubnight. All-female playlist, free zine, free cake. It wasn’t very busy, as expected for a first night that we hadn’t had a great deal of time to prepare for. Some art students came, they seemed to enjoy themselves and certainly spent a lot at the bar, which covered our costs. About 11 it got really quiet, and the owner was tired so she decided to close early for the first one. We went home, I was feeling a bit disappointed. It turned out the next day that a whole load of people we knew came along about half 11, but of course the place was closed. Ah well. Next time. We’ve got a month to promote it as well.

Livre, buch, kitab

8. The Atom Station- Halldór Laxness trans. Magnus Magnusson
9. Sweets: the History of Temptation- Tim Richardson

Typical Grrls- grrrl / genderqueer friendly club night in chatham

So I’m back in Medway. I need to keep busy, and there’s not a great deal of stuff happens here (I mean there are fun things that go on, but they tend to be spaced out a bit). Me & Tukru decided to start some things up ourselves. The devil makes work for idle hands.

There’s More To Life Than Books You Know

6. Lost Worlds: What Have We Lost and Where Did it Go?- Michael Bywater
7. Exercises in Style- Raymond Queneau trans. Barbara

Dehermitting

I’ve been a hermit since Christmas. Not going anywhere, and not seeing anyone much. You can’t stay at home forever, so I ventured out on Saturday, and took Tukru with me. (I drag her out of the house, she tells me when I’m being an idiot (frequently), it works out nicely). Tukru wore a purple wig.

Drink-drawing & Reading Objects

My friend Adam from art college runs a pub drawing game night called Drinky Doodle in Brighton. I couldn’t make the first one, but I managed to get to the second. It’s at a nice scandinavian themed bar. There are assorted themed games where you have to either draw what’s on the card you drew out of a hat, or draw the things that are shouted out. Sadly I missed out on the That’s Life Drawing they did last time, where you drew stuff out of the magazine. I love those awful “REAL LIFE DRAMA” magazines.

Bathed in Ringflash

I decided to try out my Lomo ringflash with a film SLR over xmas. I set the camera at f 5.6/ 1/125 for 400 asa film (I’d lost the instruction sheet, and that was my best guess), but I could easily have got away with something like f11.

New Colour Zine

Little Whisper Smoke Signs That You’ll Never Get numero uno
16 page full colour 1/4 sized perzine. £1.50 + pp

I thought I’d do a zine focusing more on images and what I’ve been up to and photographing rather than articles.

Saturday crafternoon of a January

Tukru came round and brought me some birthday presents (shrinky-dinks, sweets, and patches) and we had a crafternoon. She typed up zine bits on my typewriter, which has much smaller type than hers, but tends to get a jammed up ribbon, and I stuck some pictures from my mountain of magazine cutouts into scrapbooks, and we listened to Nirvana and Neutral Milk Hotel and the Beatles and David Bowie and Simon and Garfunkel. We ate some tofu stirfry, and the aldi version of Ben & Jerry’s which is exactly like normal icecream, and laughed at BRIAN BLESSED’s attempt at a Greek accent in My Family and Other Animals (sedate fun)

More books

4. 99 Ways to Tell a Story- Matt Madden
5. Fragile Things- Neil Gaiman

The occasion of my 26th Birthday: in which I venture lead poisoning and eat a lot

I’m doing an art MA at the University of Brighton. I was living in Brighton, but I’ve moved back in with my mum in Kent recently because I ran out out of money. I only have to be there in person one day a week though, so commuting’s ok. My stuff still wants unpacking

Day out with my sister

In October, my sister came to see me in Brighton (I miss you!) with her 3 sons, dog and boyfriend in tow and we went for a walk on the beach and an excellent pub lunch. I took some pictures, but didn’t scan the film until recently. No spectacular pictures, but a nice day out.

An exciting life lived in the world of books

I got this idea from Lee. Keep a running list of the books you read in one year, with a brief (or in depth depending on your whims) comment on each. I’m hardly a literary critic, so don’t go expecting devastating incisiveness.

You couldn’t peel me away from a book when I was younger. I still read plenty, but I do squeeze a few other things into my life here and there.

I reregisted with the local library, now I’m back in Kent til whenever. When I asked how many books you were allowed to take out, they told me “30, and please make full use of it, we need the borrowings”. So I did, although I could only physically carry 16 home, because too many of the books I wanted were hardbacks. I have a lot of time on my hands at the moment, and not much money, and I’m feeling a little anti-social/misanthropic of late, so the library is my friend.
You couldn’t peel me away from a book when I was younger. I still read plenty, but I do squeeze a few other things into my life here and there.

Meow, meow, meow

Me & my ex-boyfriend had a cat. He was a stray who decided to move into my friends’ house, and we ended up taking him. We had him for two years as a girl named Mia, until the vet said “you do know your cat is a neutered male, right?” so he reverted to his original name of Meow. As cats go, he was pretty good. Very affectionate, but had somehow missed out on the basic training programme for the cat lifestyle, and so was always getting himself into scrapes like getting his claws stuck in the sofa and not knowing what to do. Here he is hypnotising himself with one of those glitter lamps. Unfortunately he had to be put down the day before New Year’s Eve, because he was old and ill and had lost the use of his legs and couldn’t eat anymore. Goodbye Meow.

Stuff I’d like to do before I’m 30

So here’s my first entry of 2011. It’d better treat me well (or else, you hear that 2011?).

On Weds I turn 26. This is probably quite old. Here’s some stuff I’d like to do before I’m 30.

Pentheus & the Bacchae film- proposal for my next uni project

I wrote this proposal for my next project at uni to send my tutor. I’m doing an MA in Sequential Design. Basically I can do anything I like, as long as it’s based on storytelling in art, and after the term I’ve just finished, you have to set yourself your own projects. So here’s what I’ll be working on after Christmas (subject to any changes suggested by my tutor)

Toy Theatres

Here are some pictures I scanned from a library book about toy theatres.

Haiku Ode to Papa Hemingway

I made some risographed postcards to bring with me to the Alt Press Fair. It worked out cheaper to get hundreds printed up, so I’ve still got bags of the things.

Fiction chromatically

Tidying up books. After moving house multiple times and getting rid of a lot, I’ve got a weird selection left. Also photostitch likes the break the laws of physics.

British Museum

Last week I paid a trip to the British Museum. I had a review of work day at uni for my research project (I’m doing a research/practice based MA in Sequential Design) and I felt like I should do something substantialish on the visual research side.

Halloween night

So I didn’t do anything Halloweeny on the Saturday night, so I felt like I should do something of some sort on the Sunday night. A few friends came round, we drank a fair bit and listened to records. There’s a Ghost in My House- the Fall, about half of Spiderland, and Trail of Dead.

White Night 2010- all night arts festival

On Saturday I went to White Night rather than doing anything big for Halloween. It’s an all night art festival in Brighton on the night the clocks change. I knew some people who were doing stuff in it, and there was plenty of interesting stuff to come across anyway.

Mirror exhibit

This was from an exhibition I saw at the MUMOK in Vienna. It’s difficult to photograph well, but it was pretty impressive in real life. Bascially there was a huge room covered in mirrors and then there were various sculptures made of neon lights dotted around the room so they were reflected back and forth in different mirrors, creating different shapes and patterns based on where you stood in the room. Can’t remember the artist’s name.

Super Dickmanns

I saw these in the supermarket in Vienna and burst out laughing because I am essentially 12. I wanted to bring some back as a joke present, but the boxes are big, and it’d be pretty difficult to bring a box back unsquashed. (It’s like giant tall tunnocks teacakes). The sticker on the bottom right says “plump and chocolatey!”

Friends in Vienna

This is Delal. She saw some pictures I’d posted on my tumblr ( emmajanefalconer.tumblr.com) tagged with Wien and sent me a message to see if I’d like to hang out, because it seemed we liked loads of the same things. She’s from Germany originally, and is studying Journalism in Vienna and likes drawing and photography too.

Nachtmarkt

After going to the Hundertwasser places, I met up with the other teachers, and we went to the Nachtmarkt. Basically there were loads of food and drink stalls arranged on a square outside the town hall, and they were playing a classical concert on a giant screen outside the town hall. The food wasn’t cheap, but it was very good (I only really had snacks and some beer though, seeing as the liason teacher from the Vienna school had taken us out for a very good dinner at a Japanese restaurant at lunch). I particularly like the chandeliers the stall in the first photo has. Pity it was selling melon flavoured drinks, I’m not a big fan of melon.

More Vienna- Hundertwasser

Also on my to-do list was the Hundertwasser museum. If you’re not familiar with him he was an Austrian painter, architect, graphic designer, environmentalist and all round interesting eccentric

Fotoautomat

There was a b&w photobooth round the corner from my hotel in Vienna that was €2 a pop. I took a strip most days to document what I’d been doing . I also had some with Delal, and some of me holding up signs, but I’ve cut them up for zine use now, and I can’t find what I did with the photo of the whole strips.

Postcards

Zines in unlucky numbers

I’ve got 2 new zines available:

Issue 13 of Fanzine Ynfytyn- 50p/$1 + postage

Kuche

Also I ate this delicious cake at the museum. It’s chocolate cake with a layer of cranberry jam on top. It’s my new favourite. I don’t even like jam.

Leopold Museum

I was working in Vienna a few weeks ago, and I haven’t got round to uploading photos and putting them here. There’s plenty to come. I went to as many art exhibits as I could in the week I was working in Vienna. I’ve never felt so spoilt by all the free entry in London. I think I spent about €40 overall just on museum entries. It was worth it to see some things in the flesh though.

Were Pigeon

I drew a werepigeon for Tukru . It was a silly private joke, and she insisted I drew it. So I did. I don’t draw much. It’s for a halloween zine she’s putting together, you should make something for it (details here). It’s probably good that I gave her the drawing before it frustrated me so much I threw it in the bin. This is what always happens when I draw stuff.

Influence map

Scott made one of these, so I thought I would as well. His was far more coherent than mine. Mine turned out to be a strange jumble of art nouveau, kid’s tv, the romans, russian stuff and a spot of literature.

Hats & Hamming it up

The night before I went to Austria I hung out with some friends to drink beer and yell out the answers to quiz shows. I do enjoy a good bit of trivia. Some hats made an outing, and I took some hammily posed photos. I also got really indignant about the continuing existence of Roger Waters, even though he’s not quite in the Bono league for me.

Hello aus Österreich

I’m in a small town in SE Austria called Oberpullendorf right by the Hungarian border. I’m here to teach some English workshops with kids. I’ve got 1 week here, 1 week in Vienna, and one in a town near Verona, doing essentially the same thing, but in different schools with various age groups. Oberpullendorf’s got about 3,000 people, but there’s a pretty good selection of shops, and cafes and restaurants here. Also 3 underwear shops and a bong shop, which seems a bit odd for such a small town.

I spent the summer wasting

Yesterday I went round Scott’s to play Scrabble with him & Matt. At the beginning of the game I got loads of good letters and managed words like exude. At the end I had nothing but Os and Is and resorted to crappy words like nut. We ate a lot of chili crisps. Scott won the Scrabble.

My Temporary Room

I’m spending the summer with my mum in my dead end hometown inbetween a spate of working in Austria, before I return to Brighton the end of September. None of the furniture is mine, but the wall colour is the same as when I painted it about 10 years ago. The rest of my stuff, particularly my mountain of records, dvds and books is packed up in a storage unit in Brighton for my return.

Polaroid

My friend Katherine round my house in 2004 or so. The room had incredible 70s carpet, sadly not visible in the picture. Dodgy expired polaroid SX-70 film I got for £1 a box at a bootfair.

Pussies Galore

My mum’s got 2 kittens now, about 12 weeks old. She’s had them for about 2 weeks now, so they’re still getting used to things.

Darling Don’t You Go and Cut Yr Hair

I helped my friend Tukru make herself blue. She cut the fringe, and I trimmed the rest of her hair and bleached slices in, and dyed them blue. Most of the blue is in the underneath layers of her hair, so she doesn’t get in trouble at work.

Dangerous girls to watch out for

I went with Tukru & some other friends to watch Best Coast the other night. The band were great, but the drinks prices were awful (cheapest drink was £4). They did have a b&w photobooth in the garden of the venue tho. B&w ones are a rarity in the UK now, most places have those digital ones now instead, which have a nasty tendency to make you look really spotty with a sort of grey tinge.

Out & About

My friend Chloe came down from Glasgow on Weds, and we had a drink with 3 of her friends who used to live in London, but now live in Brighton. It was nice to find 3 more of my kind of ladies in Brighton. Jenna runs an alternative 80s night that I’ve been meaning to go to for a while, so that’s where I’m going tonight with Vicky. Unfortunately I’ve got to go into work this evening to hand out certificates to kids, but at least I’m free after that.

Whoopdedo

Goodbye £3 (astoundingly heavy) commie amp. You have infuriated me/worried me with your dodgy electrics for the last time. Hello nice reliable amp, courtesy of GAK’s extremely generous ex-display discount.

Seagull drama

When I came home from work there was a crowd of people outside my front door. There was a woman holding a seagull chick that had fallen down from the nest on the chimney pots. The chick was in the big fat gormless stage where the parents are fed up of feeding it, but it’s not ready to fly yet. There was really no way of putting it back up on the chimney pot, so I let the woman in and put the bird on the piece of flat roof that projects out of the window on our landing, safely out of the way of cats and foxes. In case he was going to hang around a while, I named the bird Spot, after his feathers.

To hypnodomatio mou

I got into the art MA, so at the end of the month I’m moving out of here, putting my stuff in storage and spending the summer bumming round my mum’s to save money (with a quick jaunt out to work for a week in Vienna). I thought I’d take some pictures, seeing as how the room is pretty tidy, as I had to show my possible replacements round. In many ways it’s an amazing room, but the total lack of vertical space and storage space can be a real pain in the arse. Excuse the slightly fuzzy photos, my compact camera is old and decrepit and doesn’t focus like it used to.

Done

The last few evenings I’ve been working away making about 20 or so pages like this for my art portfolio showing some projects I’ve done over the last few years. I’ve got an interview for an art MA on Thursday, and I want to get in.

New issue

Here’s the zine I made for my second year of the 24hr zine challenge (I did it early, because I’m going to be insanely busy in July). You have to make 24 pages in 24 hours, with no pre-planning allowed. It’s about the best gigs I’ve ever been to, my best bargains at charity estate sales and crosswords.

What about the voice of Geddy Lee?

On Thursday I went to see the last night of the Pavement reunion at the Brixton Academy (I refuse to call any of the London venues their new sponsorship names). I got into Pavement just as they were splitting up, and so I never got to see them live. 10 years later, and it finally happens. I didn’t bother to bring a camera, as my pocket digital doesn’t focus properly in low light any more. The ticket was my birthday present from Chris back in January.

Politics

I used my postal vote today- I’m going to be away from home on polling day. I didn’t get to vote in the 2005 election, because of a registration mix-up, so I made sure to get it all done way in advance this time. It’s nice to see that the candidates in my area for the three big parties are all women. Caroline Lucas has a fairly good chance of getting in in Brighton, she’s the leader of the party, and they’re very popular locally. If she wins, she’ll be the first Green party MP. If she weren’t on the list, I’d go for the Lib Dems. That’s who I’ve voted for every other time. I have no idea who will win the election. I hope it isn’t smug orange plastic-faced Cameron.

Books

Since becoming unemployed I’ve applied for a lot of jobs, wrangled with the job centre, read quite a lot of library books, done some drawings (more of that later), tried and failed to do a sour dough bread starter and started freaking out about applying for a masters.

Here’s some of the books I’ve been reading or re-reading. Brief descriptions only, because I’m not particularly in the mood for writing.

Book Nook

I’ve got a book nook on the landing up to my room. I organised all the books by colour. The penguins classics etc are on the other bookshelf because they have boring black/silver spines. A pity, because my favourites are mostly amongst those. I got the poncho/blanket thing at the last Sue Ryder sale I went to. I think it’s pretty much what you’d get if you asked someone’s nan to knit you an Irish superhero outfit.

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window

Here’s the current view out my kitchen window. Hooray for apple blossom and forget-me-nots. I’m still looking for a job though. Fun and games at the job centre scheduled for tomorrow.

Sewing

I’ve got a box full of unfinished sewing projects and a huge fabric stash, and as I’m unemployed at the moment, I decided to get them all finished/used. Here’s the first thing I finished, a dress made from a 1960s pattern

Broadstairs

Here’s some pictures I took in Broadstairs last summer, they were languishing on my hard-drive until this weekend.

Oxjamm

Here’s the pictures I took Sat. Unfortunately I only got a chance to take a couple before my battery ran out. Schoolboy error. Should’ve charged it up before a left home.

Typewriting

I’d forgotten how fun using poladroid is. (Polaroid purists look away in disgust now)

O Bagpuss, fat furry old catpuss

I also didn’t put my pictures from Canterbury Museum up. Here is Bagpuss on his cushion, he has an honourary doctorate from the University of Kent you know. In real life, he’s about the size you’d expect.

Brighton Zinefest 2010

I just realised I forgot to put the photos from the 2010 Zinefest on here. I’m going to write about it in more detail in issue 13 of my zine, but to summarise: It was good, lots of people came, the Bobby McGees were fantastic, I got the flu on Saturday, was tired and irritable.

Out and About

I went to two gigs this week, there couldn’t have been more of a contrast.

Tea & Sympathy

Earlier today me & Vicky planned to go to an Alice Tea Party that was advertised in a vintage clothes shop. We dressed up Alice style, her in a grey dress with a bow and white tights with black ballet shoes, and me with a chequred skirt, silver and black stripy jumper, and silver ballet shoes. We got there and the “tea party” turned out to be a shop assistant on a small table with some styrofoam cups of tea. Very disappointing

Fisheyes

Fisheye photos from various occasions on the beach. With help from Madame T.

Fanzine Ynfytyn 11- full colour

24 page full colour zine- 10cm/4″ square pages
This time I’ve concentrated on pictures.

Bird Silhouette

I’ve got a new print for sale on Etsy $15-$30 depending on the size.

Pier Kaleidoscope

A couple of weeks ago I took my cheesy 70s kaleidoscope filter to the pier. I didn’t really get the shots I wanted, and I dropped my lens cap between the slats, but I managed to get a few ok shots.

Sticker Time

Some stickers I had printed of my photographs.

Fanzine Ynfytyn 10

Fanzine Ynfytyn 10
Ireland Special!

This one’s about my road/rail/boat trip to Co Cork in Ireland in the September of 2009 with a 11 piece country band called Dolly & the Clothespegs. Features midnight ferry rides, colcannon and wonky Dolly Parton covers. 24 pages 1/4 size b&w.

New Mini Zine

I’ve done a free mini issue of Fanzine Ynfytyn about the fine city of Canterbury. It’s free if you order any other of my zines, because charging international postage for such a small zine is a bit pointless. 14 pages, 3″ x 4″. I’ll also be at the Alt Press Fair on Saturday in London.

Zinefest stuff

We had our zine social again at the Freebutt, not particularly heavily attended, but then we didn’t promote it much. I was possibly the only person to ever bring a typewriter to the bar. It’s nice to type on it now I’ve finally got round to replacing the ribbon.

Steve West- Marble Valley

Last night me & Chris went to see Marble Valley. They’re Steve West from Pavement’s side project. I don’t know if he intended to be the comedy Silver Jews, but that’s what they are. Silver Jews + Flight of the Conchords. The support bands were identikit young men trying to sound like the Arctic Monkeys, but minus the wit.