I threw a coin in...DAMN.

Vegans in a meatlovers world

floor sweepings anyone?

Daily haunts from my unfinished projects

One day I will finish these projects...one day.

Das Fundbüro in Heidelberg

This thing is damn heavy but it's fake. I was pretty proud of myself for finding it among the mushrooms and toadstools in Heilingenberg

Das farbiges Papier

A weekend of snow and colour

Not exactly works of art but fun nonetheless. Something to explore more in the future.

Reconnecting

I'm letting out a sigh of calmness looking at this photo. I wish I could be paid to nest. design*sponge.

Getting the crafty on.

I found these images this morning via designsponge which is my new obsession. I really need to pull my thumb out and get my crafty on. I know it's inside me somewhere. The blog below is the artist who created these wonderful knitted and moss delights.
http://www.resurrectionfern.typepad.com/

Old stamps make for new work.

I found these on some very old disks c. 2002. I'm sure I can recycle them once again and make something pretty.

The Original Pattern Player

While I was reacquainting myself with Illustrator last year I came up with this. I love love love geometric shapes. When I was younger I used to close my eyes and see all sorts of geometric shapes drawn in the sand. They would float by my eyes and would always make me smile. I could call on this ability whenever I wanted, day or night. I didn't need to be falling asleep, I would just need to tell myself to conjure up the images and BAM, there they'd be, moving along peacefully. Perhaps it was my way of tuning out from the world and finding peace and calm. One day I lost the ability to do see my beloved sand drawings which makes me sad to this day. Now, whenever I see shapes, especially when they are symmetrically aligned, I feel at peace with myself and the world, much like the sand shapes would make me feel. It's almost like they are the piece that evens me out. That's not to say that asymmetrical things make me fall over, it just that symmetry does so much more for my soul. I have, however, been known to get very agitated, upset and to the point of tears when something is uneven. Just ask Mike. To this day, he still doesn't understand why I get so upset at misplaced items, come to think of it, neither do I. It's just instinct.

Playing with patterns

This will have a purpose in life.

Fever Ray's 2nd video.

When I Grow Up from Fever Ray on Vimeo.

Absolutely amazing.

Echt langweilig. Installment drei

You may need to tilt your computer screen in order to read this.

The original 'A Poster a Day Keeps the Spending Away'

I was originally inspired by Max Hueber's new book cover. It's what started the poster a day concept. With my love of colour and my lack of knowledge in how they all work together in blissful harmony, I set upon the task of conquering the horribly scary world of colour palettes through trial and error.
I've tried to emulate the effect of a screen print. I regret to this day that I never took screen printing more seriously at Uni. The computer doesn't really live up to the organic nature of the hand's on technique. Perhaps the study fairy will visit me once again and whisper oh so gently in my ear that I should do another course...this time in screen printing.

A Poster a Day exhibition + an additional splodge barf lecture poster

A few weeks ago I decided to try and make a poster a day. The official title was ' A poster a day keeps the spending away'. It was an ambitious attempt to try and stop me from heading outside and allowing the overdraft money to burn yet another gaping hole in my wallet. I haven't been able to quite stick to the 'one a day' plan. It seems I can't predict when the flurry of ideas come to me, however, it's safe to say at this point in my life that it's definitely not on demand. So, excepting my downfalls of not being able to produce on demand I still believe it's worked reasonably well and I'm quite impressed with myself and the work that I've come up with. Baby steps, but work nonetheless.

The Splodge Barf Lectures

Yesterday's sudden vomit of creativity produced these posters for a business that is still forming in my head. I;m not quite sure what splodge barf is yet, but I'm excited about it. I'm sure in a few days, I will come up with a grand plan for Splodge Barf. In the meantime, enjoy these useless (hopefully not for long) posters.

Mike and The Fog

Books I just can't seem to finish but know my life will be better once I have.

I'm the type of reader that needs to finish a book in one go. If I spread it over one, two or three weeks, I get bored and never finish it. I'm an 8-9 hour straight kind of girl. 2 to 3 days max. I'll have none of this reading before bed, thankyou. I like to keep my excitement and passion for the book alive, otherwise I loose the flow and the feelings that the book is supposed to evoke. It's a shame really because all these books excited me beyond belief. It was the fact that my concentration was highly compromised and unfortunately is yet to be regained.

It's a thick one! I read half of it on a 7 hour train ride with no distractions but have yet to pick it up again. I just haven't had the time.


I've wanted to read this for years and years. I think I am fooling myself that I can actually get through it. I think I bought it purely to convince myself that I was actually educated enough in literature to understand it. To date, I haven't got past the 1st page. Oh well.


This one is not that thick but the type is very small and daunting. Again, I've read half of it and have every intention of finishing it, but will need to start it again in order to remind myself of all the chemicals used and mishaps that happened. Very conspiring and educational.


I bought this one to try and educate myself in the sciences. Having a geneticist as a partner is daunting enough but trying to engage in a scientific conversation is just not on the cards for me. It was my attempt to impress him and gain a little kudos. ha ha....to date, the book has yet to be opened! I think I'll just continue on my journey in making him laugh at my funny dances in order to keep him in my nest!!

Twice picked up, twice unfinished. Damn! It a good read but very draining. I think it's the small type thing. I really need to put aside some decent time to finish this one. I will be proud of myself the day I get through it. I can then publicaly say that I'm a fan of Márquez and actually be telling the truth instead of hoping that I won't be questioned about why I found it life changing.

OK. I haven't a good enough reason to explain why I haven't finished this one. Quite frankly, it's a days read and an easy one at that. Her last book was amazing (again, read in 2 days), so I'm bemused as to why I haven't been able to finish this one. Perhaps that's tomorrow's assignment. I must make the most of my unemployment while it lasts!

Echt langweilig. Installment zwei.

Not sure about this one. I'll let it sit for a while, then probably redo it.

Echt langweilig. Installment eins.

Double click on the images in order to read the text.

I have set myself the task of recording one incredibly boring fact, action or thought a day into some type of typographic poster. They, the posters, may suck but it's fun to try and make sense of the crap that makes it's way into my mind and stays there, consuming the space which could otherwise be used for more productive and purposeful thought processes that would only further my life into reaching fulfillment faster than the current speed it's running at. Such rubbish, yet so enjoyable. Ahh, procrastination.

Objects within house, within underground

After successfully winning a bid on Ebay for a Polaroid camera and some seriously out of date film, I took to the street of London, (well actually, just the London Underground) to see what the film quality was like. To my immediate disappointment I hated the outcome. The vibrant colours that I so hoped I would capture were washed out and dull, lifeless and bordering on challenging my confidence as a photographer. I took offence to the quality as it offended my skills as an amature.
After leaving 10 of the photo's lying under a book and out of sight for 2 months, I rediscovered them once again while cleaning and to my delight, I actually liked what I saw. With the original vivid colours all but whisked away from my memory, I was left with a fresh view and appreciation for these once seemingly uneventful and lifeless photo's. With a new found love of the out of date film, I loaded the last packet into my camera and went crazy within the confines of my house, making sure I involved as much colour as possible just to see how washed out the new, but really old, the film would be. I was delighted to say the least.

Well, I'm off to Ebay now to check out some more film. ENJOY.

When the arse went GRRR

Montepulciano. The scenery was just not photo worthy at this point in our trip, so we turned the camera on ourselves.

Leaky heart

what started off as a simple black and white logo ended up exploding in my face and morphing into a leaking heart. I think I got RSI in my fingers from so many mouse clicks.

The Italian Twistie

Ehhh!

Montepulciano bed spread