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Showing posts with label London Word Festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London Word Festival. Show all posts
Tuesday, 16 August 2011
ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 100/100
This is the final drawing out of the 100 that I did for the project 'Hundred Days to Make Me a Better Person' that was produced by London Word Festival 2010. Its was really good discipline to do one drawing every day. Some of them I really like. And some of them are really a bit terrible. But I did them all. One of them ended up in the Independent on Sunday. It all ended with an exhibition in Dalston with a performance by project initator and comedienne Josie Long and other participants. It was a great project to take part in and even better to see all the things that every one else have been up to.
ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 99/100
My dad is a musician (my mum is too) and he 'discovered' the Euphonium a few years ago. Its quite loud. But then he used to play the trombone which is rather loud too. Me and my sister would get woken up in the morning by cheerful fanfares. It was very effective. One of my dads trombone colleagues once had a student who primarily used his trombone to scare small birds and insects on the island he lived on.
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ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 98/100
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ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 95/100
I love all things craft. I learned to knit as a teenager and made a humongous fluorescent-ish orange jumper that might still be in my parents house somewhere. I crocheted a dress that I wore for the millenium new years eve. One financially challenged year I made everyone sock puppets for christmas out of the socks from the lonely sock bag. My currant favorite is cross stitch as it is a great mix of creative freedom and systematic control.
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ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 94/100
ONE HUNDRED DRAWINGS 93/100
I started a new business.
What kind of business?
A pistachio transport business.
And how is it going?
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My mum used to fast every year. It was always hilarious watching her face as she was trying to drink a big glass of sauerkraut juice and other terrible fluids. There is a photo from each year of this event. I recently tried the fasting myself and its not totally easy. After a few days of strange juices and teas you feel slightly lightheaded and strangely excited about vegetable stock. You are also prune to arguments about how many deciliters of potato water you are allowed in the morning. As potato water is a raw sliced up potato soaked in cold water that you drink the next day, discarding the potato and adding a teaspoon of lemon juice, the argument is normally revolving how FEW rather than many deciliters you have to drink.
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I go swimming as often as I can. I am lucky to live close to the London Fields Lido, which is the best outdoor London pool ever. We go in the morning before work and pretend we are hard core like the rest of the nutcases who swim outdoors all year round.
Before that I used to go to various gyms to swim and it was always a gamble if you would be able to complete any laps without someone deciding to practice headstands in the middle of the lane. And then war would break out. Swimming pool wars are vicious, calculated and fought under the surface. There is the gentle nudge as you swim past someone. There is the frontal face-kick and the breast-stroke hip-slap. Who said swimming was a gentle and relaxing past-time?
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I love driving. Me and my partner got a black cab called Jeeves a year ago that we drive around London. Its giving us lots of joy but also a little bit of misery. But we love him anyway.
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