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I have contacted the people running the course (Comics And Graphic Novels) to see when it will next be run.

I am feeling overloaded. It's a great course but the learning curve is very steep. It *has* finally jolted me into working on a comic at last, which is great. But now that I have had that jolt, I think I want to chill out for a bit.

If it was only a comic project, or was only(!) a couple of essays, I could probably cope. But all at once is a bit much.

I still have medical appointments, I still have a few things I wish to attend (trip to the country to look at art, birthday dinner with family, political demonstration, possible visits to friends - all of which take more than a day to recover from), I still have shopping, gardening, the tending of a sick cat, and possible assistance to a friend in need. I still need to take some time getting my prednisolone down again. And the second essay is actually due in prior to the comic project as well. (And it's the comic that's the thing with the big, big learning curve).

If it's likely to come around again in less than a year, I'll chuck it in for now. Comic Artist friend, J., is coming round Monday week to do a spot of mentoring, and I'll keep that date because I do really want to do this. And who knows, maybe with this experience I'll have some momentum to keep going on my own, at my own pace. Maybe. And if not, then maybe I'll be better prepared next time.

I might feel differently tomorrow, and I'll keep going until I hear back about likely future courses, but right now it's looking like the sort of thing that will send me into a big crash.
splodgenoodles: (Penelope intro)
I did creative stuff today - hauled myself into the room with the paints in it and played with them.

So weird when I do this. the activity then comes to a natural end for the day, and for once I don't have the vague sense that my day (and therefore my life) would have been more satisfying if only I'd done something creative.

Procrastination is a great way of avoiding confronting the reality of your hopes and dreams: you never have to test out how those things will work in reality. You have to deal with the dull minutae of what you're trying to achieve, accept that you might not be any good at it, and accept that it might not make you happier. (In many ways it might, but it won't mean you don't still get aches and pains, still have bad days or whatever).

More. )
splodgenoodles: (The delinquent daisy)
So all that business about learning to use a soldering iron actually paid off.

I'm feeling quite pleased with my handiwork but I must confess Cylon Santa has been up and menacing the neighbourhood since Friday because I couldn't work out the video setting on my camera until today. (It turns out it's the red button. You press once to start, once to stop. Who'd've thunk it?)



The Cylon kit is from Evil Mad Scientist Laboratories. The ghastly Santa head is from one of the local two-dollar shops.
splodgenoodles: (The delinquent daisy)
So all that business about learning to use a soldering iron actually paid off.

I'm feeling quite pleased with my handiwork but I must confess Cylon Santa has been up and menacing the neighbourhood since Friday because I couldn't work out the video setting on my camera until today. (It turns out it's the red button. You press once to start, once to stop. Who'd've thunk it?)



The Cylon kit is from Evil Mad Scientist Laboratories. The ghastly Santa head is from one of the local two-dollar shops.
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From Saturday.

First I got arty, then I got crafty (felted slippers for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] hometime), and between those two points we went out for a drive.

The Promised LJ-Cut )
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From Saturday.

First I got arty, then I got crafty (felted slippers for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] hometime), and between those two points we went out for a drive.

The Promised LJ-Cut )
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My latest enthusiasm comes courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] elmsley_rose.

Things you can do with hyperbolic crochet.

I, a complete failure at the maths/science stream, appear to now have a grasp of what non-Euclidean geometry means. Which means I kind of have a grasp on Euclidean geometry too. All thanks to people turning it into something I might just enjoy creating and looking at for the sheer hell of it.

I've got the catalogue, but it's all in black and white, meh. However, there's plenty of stuff online. And I have plans, people! Plans!

First step: hair scrunchie for [livejournal.com profile] sjkasabi...
splodgenoodles: (Default)
My latest enthusiasm comes courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] elmsley_rose.

Things you can do with hyperbolic crochet.

I, a complete failure at the maths/science stream, appear to now have a grasp of what non-Euclidean geometry means. Which means I kind of have a grasp on Euclidean geometry too. All thanks to people turning it into something I might just enjoy creating and looking at for the sheer hell of it.

I've got the catalogue, but it's all in black and white, meh. However, there's plenty of stuff online. And I have plans, people! Plans!

First step: hair scrunchie for [livejournal.com profile] sjkasabi...
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I have started a new beanie. It's in two colours (some stranding, some intarsia). I have limited experience of stranded colour knitting and zero of intarsia so it should be fun. Possibly the wrong kind of fun, but fun all the same.

And I now consider myself to have 'started' even before I can point at something and say 'here it is in progress', because doing 10 rows and ripping back because it isn't right yet is still progress.

Earlier this week I also tentatively restarted work on the lace shawl of doooom and put the first ever fitted item of clothing I've ever worked on back into the hamper for a while, still unfinished, where it can calm down and think about what it's done. There's another knitting project I've been quietly working on but you'll know about it if and when I feel like it has succeeded.

Point is, there's movement in woolly terms at least. I was going to say 'creative' but it's all about learning techniques and following patterns. No matter how much I like what I'm doing, the level of creativity comes down to how many decisions I make within the confines of the technique/pattern I'm following. And I'm not making many decisions yet, I'm following instructions and seeing what happens.

Well that's one way of looking at it anyway. Other time I figure it's down to the fact that I am putting it together, and that's intrinsically creative.

I am loving the way I learn when I knit. The way I move from going on faith, when I do something because the author knows what they're doing but I make endless mistakes, to the point where the penny drops - usually because I've done something wrong five times in a row - and I finally understand properly how something works and what the instructions mean.

This is the point where I find I know where I am in a pattern by looking at the work rather than by constant reference to the written instructions and where I start to change things to suit my own prerences. Where I can see what I'm doing and even if it's still someone else's creativity that I'm bringing into reality, I'm really enjoying doing so and thanking them for it.

A sense of comprehension is hard to come by these days, you have no idea how good it feels when it hits. Clarity, it's beautiful.

~~~

Yeah I should probably go to bed.

~~~

P.S.: I'm back to add more good things to the Good Things Basket.

Here's some just about today:

Today I read a chapter of a book. And took notes, because it's that sort of book. I also took some photos of the yard, admired a honking great pot that 10B bought home for me (we <3 rubbish removal, we <3 it sooo much), and spoke to Ricky on the phone.

So, memo to self: there may be some nasty shit out there, but today was a nice day.
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I have started a new beanie. It's in two colours (some stranding, some intarsia). I have limited experience of stranded colour knitting and zero of intarsia so it should be fun. Possibly the wrong kind of fun, but fun all the same.

And I now consider myself to have 'started' even before I can point at something and say 'here it is in progress', because doing 10 rows and ripping back because it isn't right yet is still progress.

Earlier this week I also tentatively restarted work on the lace shawl of doooom and put the first ever fitted item of clothing I've ever worked on back into the hamper for a while, still unfinished, where it can calm down and think about what it's done. There's another knitting project I've been quietly working on but you'll know about it if and when I feel like it has succeeded.

Point is, there's movement in woolly terms at least. I was going to say 'creative' but it's all about learning techniques and following patterns. No matter how much I like what I'm doing, the level of creativity comes down to how many decisions I make within the confines of the technique/pattern I'm following. And I'm not making many decisions yet, I'm following instructions and seeing what happens.

Well that's one way of looking at it anyway. Other time I figure it's down to the fact that I am putting it together, and that's intrinsically creative.

I am loving the way I learn when I knit. The way I move from going on faith, when I do something because the author knows what they're doing but I make endless mistakes, to the point where the penny drops - usually because I've done something wrong five times in a row - and I finally understand properly how something works and what the instructions mean.

This is the point where I find I know where I am in a pattern by looking at the work rather than by constant reference to the written instructions and where I start to change things to suit my own prerences. Where I can see what I'm doing and even if it's still someone else's creativity that I'm bringing into reality, I'm really enjoying doing so and thanking them for it.

A sense of comprehension is hard to come by these days, you have no idea how good it feels when it hits. Clarity, it's beautiful.

~~~

Yeah I should probably go to bed.

~~~

P.S.: I'm back to add more good things to the Good Things Basket.

Here's some just about today:

Today I read a chapter of a book. And took notes, because it's that sort of book. I also took some photos of the yard, admired a honking great pot that 10B bought home for me (we <3 rubbish removal, we <3 it sooo much), and spoke to Ricky on the phone.

So, memo to self: there may be some nasty shit out there, but today was a nice day.
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Today I learnt how to do a New Thing.

I have not actually done it yet, but after having read the instructions through many times and having had a few goes and still not getting it, I found a slightly different explanation. I had the 'aha' moment and I'm pretty confident I'll be able to do it now. And confident that it will be a useful thing to know in the future.

Yes, it is a knitting thing, which is why I'm not going to go on about it. Also, I was missing something screamingly obvious that I would not have missed had I the clear head that I used to have, I swear.

I'm just pleased that I've learnt something new. It feels like it's been a while.

~~~

I think tomorrow I might put some coffee and some tea into ice cube trays. We will be having another day in the mid 40s on Saturday, so it would pay to find a civilised way to get my caffeine hit.

~~~

And speaking of caffeine, here is an oldie but a goodie:

Cup of Brown Joy - Elemental.


~~~
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Today I learnt how to do a New Thing.

I have not actually done it yet, but after having read the instructions through many times and having had a few goes and still not getting it, I found a slightly different explanation. I had the 'aha' moment and I'm pretty confident I'll be able to do it now. And confident that it will be a useful thing to know in the future.

Yes, it is a knitting thing, which is why I'm not going to go on about it. Also, I was missing something screamingly obvious that I would not have missed had I the clear head that I used to have, I swear.

I'm just pleased that I've learnt something new. It feels like it's been a while.

~~~

I think tomorrow I might put some coffee and some tea into ice cube trays. We will be having another day in the mid 40s on Saturday, so it would pay to find a civilised way to get my caffeine hit.

~~~

And speaking of caffeine, here is an oldie but a goodie:

Cup of Brown Joy - Elemental.


~~~
splodgenoodles: (bobthebuilder)
they blew right off again, poor old Micheal Finnegan, begin again!


Today I tried to tackle some repairs to my current knitting project. Did not work. In the end I frogged the entire project. Am starting again. No point proceeding when you know you can't reduce errors to the point that you can live with them. It'a a lace pattern with a thin, shiny silk/wool yarn, so nothing can be camouflaged by fuzziness.

I was fine with the decision to anti-knit the whole thing until even the anti-knitting got difficult with tangles here and there, which I guess shows my buddhist approach to anti-knitting is somewhat conditional and I'm as far from detached enlightenment as ever dear god does anyone take me seriously when I go on like this? What a scary thought.

For first aid we have applied the local Japanese place's damn fine flounder, and even a little tipple of sake, but I think more is needed.

Bugger my healthy eating plan, I want a Mars bar.

~~~

But anyway. Bugger how I feel about it at all really. Spilt milk and all that. If it's going to happen I have to just start again.

Which is what I'm going to do now, just as soon as I've begged 10B to go to the 7-11 and fished out a Minder DVD. I need a bit of the old Terry, I do.
splodgenoodles: (bobthebuilder)
they blew right off again, poor old Micheal Finnegan, begin again!


Today I tried to tackle some repairs to my current knitting project. Did not work. In the end I frogged the entire project. Am starting again. No point proceeding when you know you can't reduce errors to the point that you can live with them. It'a a lace pattern with a thin, shiny silk/wool yarn, so nothing can be camouflaged by fuzziness.

I was fine with the decision to anti-knit the whole thing until even the anti-knitting got difficult with tangles here and there, which I guess shows my buddhist approach to anti-knitting is somewhat conditional and I'm as far from detached enlightenment as ever dear god does anyone take me seriously when I go on like this? What a scary thought.

For first aid we have applied the local Japanese place's damn fine flounder, and even a little tipple of sake, but I think more is needed.

Bugger my healthy eating plan, I want a Mars bar.

~~~

But anyway. Bugger how I feel about it at all really. Spilt milk and all that. If it's going to happen I have to just start again.

Which is what I'm going to do now, just as soon as I've begged 10B to go to the 7-11 and fished out a Minder DVD. I need a bit of the old Terry, I do.
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
I need to have some success, and soon, with a few things I've been working on or I am going to get properly discouraged.

And we don't want that now, do we?

~~~

Watched an episode of 'Supernatural' tonight. [livejournal.com profile] dahliablue please note: suspect I will be watching more.

Also, 'Bogan Pride' on SBS. Here's the blog.

It's amazing what you discover when Quickflix fails to send you your next instalment of 'Oz' in time, thus forcing you to actually look around for an evening.

Lots of 'these' today. Heheh.

~~~

10B came home with lots of stories to tell, mostly about really annoying people. At this point you chuckle and say 'what...10B was annoying people was he? Heheheh, quelle surprise...' and I say 'well no that's not how I meant it but yeah, actually, come to think of it, I guess he was doing that too. But not on purpose this time. And they were only annoyed because they were annoying people as in they were the sort of people who annoy everyone else by being annoyed all the time'.

So I guess he can take some comfort in the fact that if they were annoying the hell out of him, he was annoying the hell out of them right back.

Annoy is a really strange word when you type it a few times.

~~~

I am up too late again. I must away to bed-town!
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
I need to have some success, and soon, with a few things I've been working on or I am going to get properly discouraged.

And we don't want that now, do we?

~~~

Watched an episode of 'Supernatural' tonight. [livejournal.com profile] dahliablue please note: suspect I will be watching more.

Also, 'Bogan Pride' on SBS. Here's the blog.

It's amazing what you discover when Quickflix fails to send you your next instalment of 'Oz' in time, thus forcing you to actually look around for an evening.

Lots of 'these' today. Heheh.

~~~

10B came home with lots of stories to tell, mostly about really annoying people. At this point you chuckle and say 'what...10B was annoying people was he? Heheheh, quelle surprise...' and I say 'well no that's not how I meant it but yeah, actually, come to think of it, I guess he was doing that too. But not on purpose this time. And they were only annoyed because they were annoying people as in they were the sort of people who annoy everyone else by being annoyed all the time'.

So I guess he can take some comfort in the fact that if they were annoying the hell out of him, he was annoying the hell out of them right back.

Annoy is a really strange word when you type it a few times.

~~~

I am up too late again. I must away to bed-town!
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I think it's time I became competent with a camera.

~~~

I've also realised it's time to learn to sew. As in: become less frightened of the process of building clothes.

Uh oh. And ditto spinning. And lacemaking and doodling with pencil and paper. OMFG bugger bugger bugger! I've gone from a flash of direction to the massive urge to learn and be creative in a thousand different ways and not being able to choose between them. And I've still not taken knitting to a level of satisfying proficiency. Graargh!

I just want to do everything.

I blame overtiredness and hormones.


Had a nice couple of days. Life is good right now.


And read more. I'd love to read more.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I think it's time I became competent with a camera.

~~~

I've also realised it's time to learn to sew. As in: become less frightened of the process of building clothes.

Uh oh. And ditto spinning. And lacemaking and doodling with pencil and paper. OMFG bugger bugger bugger! I've gone from a flash of direction to the massive urge to learn and be creative in a thousand different ways and not being able to choose between them. And I've still not taken knitting to a level of satisfying proficiency. Graargh!

I just want to do everything.

I blame overtiredness and hormones.


Had a nice couple of days. Life is good right now.


And read more. I'd love to read more.
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[livejournal.com profile] tenbears and I went a little crazy and tidied up some house yesterday. We even made a few sensible decisions about furniture placement and such. This was great, but I'm feeling it today. Am off to lie in the bath for a really long time I think.

~~~~

I do need something other than knitting and crochet in my life. Having said that, doing one or the other with an audio book isn't a bad way to spend a few hours. But it's not something I'll throw myself into the way I did when, for example, I first realised just how much satisfaction I was getting out of LJ a few years ago. (That was when I had one of those moments where you think "I could go really crazy with this...would that be a good idea or a bad idea?" Followed by "Well fuck, why not try it and see what happens?" So for a while there, I jumped right in and blogged to the nth degree and had a whale of time and got much personal satisfaction from the whole thing, on a whole bunch of levels. But the point is, that's not what's happenning with handcrafts. It's something I like as an adjunct to other things. If all I do in a day is knit, I get kind of cranky and weird.)

I've realised I don't like putting dates on when I start and finish projects, because then I find myself contemplating how much of my life has just gone into this or that little project and I spiral downhill into existential angst. I've also observed that a lot of the satisfaction I get is the challenge of learning rather than the process itself.

~~~~

I can feel one of those life stocktakes coming on.

~~~~

I have been keeping a sleep diary for my forthcoming sleep study. They give you the questionnaire with all the dates filled in for a fortnight. You just fill in the little boxes every day. This all sounds straightforward but I am somehow a day ahead. And I did start on the right day...oh well.

~~~~

But getting back to the yarn stuff that I'm totally not obsessed with, I'm amazed at how quickly one builds up a yarn stash. It's like it breeds. And I will confess that while I'm realising I don't get joy from knitting every damn day (and am making a point of not doing so because it's not really wise anyway), I really enjoy ogling my stash.

How fucked up is that? Thank god I blog under a pseudonym.

~~~~

Oh and I think I had a positive personal epiphany last night with bonus momentary sense of connection to Something Greater and no, there was no sex or masturbation involved (nor intense sublimation of same).

Memo to self: allow this to happen more often.

~~~~

Anyway, I'm off to frot some wool then go have a much needed bath. I'm a bit worried that I'm starting to become one of those recluses who smell funny.
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[livejournal.com profile] tenbears and I went a little crazy and tidied up some house yesterday. We even made a few sensible decisions about furniture placement and such. This was great, but I'm feeling it today. Am off to lie in the bath for a really long time I think.

~~~~

I do need something other than knitting and crochet in my life. Having said that, doing one or the other with an audio book isn't a bad way to spend a few hours. But it's not something I'll throw myself into the way I did when, for example, I first realised just how much satisfaction I was getting out of LJ a few years ago. (That was when I had one of those moments where you think "I could go really crazy with this...would that be a good idea or a bad idea?" Followed by "Well fuck, why not try it and see what happens?" So for a while there, I jumped right in and blogged to the nth degree and had a whale of time and got much personal satisfaction from the whole thing, on a whole bunch of levels. But the point is, that's not what's happenning with handcrafts. It's something I like as an adjunct to other things. If all I do in a day is knit, I get kind of cranky and weird.)

I've realised I don't like putting dates on when I start and finish projects, because then I find myself contemplating how much of my life has just gone into this or that little project and I spiral downhill into existential angst. I've also observed that a lot of the satisfaction I get is the challenge of learning rather than the process itself.

~~~~

I can feel one of those life stocktakes coming on.

~~~~

I have been keeping a sleep diary for my forthcoming sleep study. They give you the questionnaire with all the dates filled in for a fortnight. You just fill in the little boxes every day. This all sounds straightforward but I am somehow a day ahead. And I did start on the right day...oh well.

~~~~

But getting back to the yarn stuff that I'm totally not obsessed with, I'm amazed at how quickly one builds up a yarn stash. It's like it breeds. And I will confess that while I'm realising I don't get joy from knitting every damn day (and am making a point of not doing so because it's not really wise anyway), I really enjoy ogling my stash.

How fucked up is that? Thank god I blog under a pseudonym.

~~~~

Oh and I think I had a positive personal epiphany last night with bonus momentary sense of connection to Something Greater and no, there was no sex or masturbation involved (nor intense sublimation of same).

Memo to self: allow this to happen more often.

~~~~

Anyway, I'm off to frot some wool then go have a much needed bath. I'm a bit worried that I'm starting to become one of those recluses who smell funny.

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