Imposters trying to disguise themselves as cliches amongst all the other comfortably cliched cliques

This is a representation of the feelings of depression and anxiety, and the physical manifestions of subcultures and cliques.

Sweet Get-ups

back to black (and white writing)

I'd rather be in Drop City... or Hallstatt

Drop City - The Documentary

Somewhere

I went to watch the film 'Somewhere', by Sofia Coppola and really liked it because it showed me exactly what i expected of it. Then I kept realising more reasons later why i liked it so much.

- It's perfectly empty of try-hard superlative portrayals and declarations. It doesn't try to be epic.

- It's structure isn't determined by the principle of growth, which is only really hinted at momentarily in the Hollywood actor guy by the arrival, but mainly departure of his daughter.

- The whole film is a level-plane throughout; nothing really improves or worsens for any of the characters.

- Every single character is pseudo-accomplished and unheroic.

-There are no baddies to relish or goodies to apsire to.

- It's midway between the everyday and an art experience.

And the only thing to slightly defy all those things i just said is the daughter Cleo; she improves her dad's situation; makes him less numb to himself and then that results in the tiny hint of personal growth at the end.

I wrote that cos i think i'm gonna use it for uni.

Why I decided current graphic design is stupid.

'"Seldom we find', says Solomon Don Dunce,

'Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet

Through all the flimsy things we see at once"'

- 'An Enigma' - Edgar Allen Poe

Gunman

DLR

S4lem

I hereby declare Salem to be the best band on the planet

matched perchance only by The Cure

Nobody can love them more than me so don't dare even try

let's all pay attention to this really encouraging lecture

"...and if you're going to be a good graphic designer you'll never be happy"

King Night is everything

Tatooine

is a desert planet in a binary star system

between London and Tower Bridges

lasagne road and some flamingoes

Tranny Shack

Isn't it rad when your project research involves dressing up as men and going to tranny shack in Soho to party with all the ladyboys.

Such performance!

There Is a Hell, Believe Me I've Seen It. There Is a Heaven, Let's Keep It a Secret

New friend:



Mike's best moments



2 minutes and 12 seconds into this video is my favourite sound at the moment.

In a jar

A CD jacket i made... for a CD i made... for someone.

Just done some graphic design for a Regent Street recruitment company in Liberty House (name dropping yep) called Bain & Gray. They wanted birthday cards to send to their clients to celebrate the company's birthday.

Here's some of what I did - They used the top one in the end .

What i did today - from my dream. Sharks are asses. This is maybe some sub/unconscious conquering of any conscious paroxysms of fear i might have.

My friend Addy asked for a drawing of mine for her birthday. She requested it to include a union jack, so it does. It's big and A2 and red white and blue.. so it also rhymes.

And because i seem to love horses so much these days (so much that i'm babysitting one tomorrow night) i included one of them too. ALSO it includes a lot of love for Addy because she's the hottest hospital bed occupier i've ever seen, she always knows when 'the Foosa are coming', and she's a minx.

Daisy