Life ongoing




Its the 19th December allready, no christmas shopping done and the weather outside is not so congenial to walking around enjoyably shopping, it is grey, breezy and wet, not that I mind the weather it is a fair excuse for not going around the shops though.





College windows this time last year, early days of the BTEC in Art and Design

Day two of the 2014 major exhibition process, I have sorted out You Tube so that I can post, eventually, some videos of the progress, I have sorted a website to collate as many personal comments as possible on the state of the nation according to the normal person in the street and I havestarted to set up my own networking site, there is nothing particularly wrong with facebook but it is just so full of 'un-arty' stuff going back and forth and most of it a bit too ungodly for me, I am sure they dont not realise that they are just building a sorry future for themselves but then again, did I! he says in a rhetorical manner, cest la vie I suppose, plenty of parties from the students, plenty of people passing comments back and forth, some relating to quite pitiful social lives but little to do with art.



Christmas 2008


Stonham, the organisation that provides the sheltered housing that I live in had their house christmas bash yesterday, and I posted a short vid on YouTube, probably the only alcohol free party that will appear but it was nice to see everyone with a roof over their heads, cards and gifts handed out, mine was a good old fashioned heavy knitted scarf that will go well with just about everything I have and my belly has had its fill, what more could a man ask for? perhaps another 999,9995 names on the project list, there are 5 names now which is 5 more than yesterday, I should produce a daily graph to go with the exhibit to show the rise and fall that charts the gradual growth of the project and add it to the final piece, we shall see, watch this space.

I found out the other day that the cost of the venue alone will be in the region of 60 - 120 thousand pounds so I guess I shall have to do some serious thinking about funding, not only for that but also for the manufacture of the art pieces, the transportation, storage as well as other venues so that a tour can be organised, am I biting off more than I can chew, probably but hey, if others can do it then I can at least give it a damn good try, I am an artist and that is what artists do, spread the message, spread the word..........spread the cost!!!!!


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I end this blog here, not as a sign of depressive thoughts about how to raise half a million but with anticipation that, while I am writing this I am not doing what I am supposed to be doing.


Take care all and Merry Christmas, just remember what christmas is all about and think of the homeless and helpless, there are more of them than the world truly realises.


Best Wishes.

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