On Wednesday we had a bakesale fundraiser for our graduating exhibition. For some reason university regulations only allowed us to sell home-made food in the foyer if it was packaged up, so we made goodie bags and boxes. Some of the focus in these photos is a little odd, because my lens got jammed onto f.17 without me realising until later that afternoon (the aperture clutch thing is a little unreliable). That’s also why there aren’t any people in the pictures, because everyone ended up with things like an out of focus nose.
I’ve done some risograph prints based on one of my university projects to try to raise some money. The life of a post-graduate student is not a rich one.
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.
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.
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.
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)
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.