collection...

I wondered lonely...

in the lift

knitting.. and with letters

strip 1

reader..

and...

the open...

so the golf is on television and I have work (more like chores) to do so at the moment the golf is obviously winning. Of all the golfers I've met (not many I must admit), 100% of them have been arse-holes and yet I think I would quite like to go and watch 'the open'. Perhaps when it next comes to Lytham because the last time I went to St Andrews I got confused and ended up in Aberdeen having booked a hotel for 3 days. How we laughed...

'Your grannies 19th hole' was, I believe, a comment on my fantastic stupidity...

get it while it's hot...

Rich Hall.. The Dirty South

I haven't seen this yet and I don't know how long they keep these things for... but this has to be brilliant...

graphic novels..

I have decided, having the attention span of an american, that reading graphic novels would be more productive (in the sense of finishing things) than reading regular literature. Don't get me wrong, I have phases of of reading where I get a little daft and have about five books on the go... but at the moment I'm finding the graphics much more satisfying.

This may have something to do with my desire to produce something of this ilk (such a long road to travel, this I know)

I read one by Matthias Lehmann which I thought was very good (I have to say in comparison with all the Marvel/DC superhero bollocks which is really not my bag..). Actually very good could be much more in depth but it's been a long day.. suffice to say I dug it... I digged it... etc...

Then another by Jason Lutes which again was good tho it did seem to have somewhat of a cop out of an ending.

Treated myself to a couple more today but I'm tired now and can't be arsed... maybe later there will be depth... I doubt it somehow...

animation..

animation sucks.. I'm sick of it.. not that I seem to do any... I'm meant to be working on a few things at the moment and I just can't bring myself to do anything. It takes too long, not in the respect of 'lot's of hard work' (which actually may be a factor), but something to do with temperament and confidence. It starts off fine.. then it can elevate into 'thats's a good idea' and 'that looks good' and then there is even excitement and anticipation at the possibility of creating something valid (or worthy).... but then I can guarantee about one week later it will not be liked, it'll be viewed as shite and I'll want nothing more to do with it.
It of course doesn't help that I find the idea/reality of sitting in front of a 'puter all day more and more abhorrent as the moments pass...
Fuck it,,, I'm going to go tidy the shed...