Sunday, July 24, 2011

Holiday (An Even Longer Update)


Sufjan Stevens - The B.Q.E. - Movement I : In the Countenance of Kings

So I just got back on Saturday from going on holiday to Devon. We went for a week, and kind of worked on this very scarcely... like, on the train sometimes in cafes or resteraunts before being served and what have you. I also took too many photos to count. I really wanted to capture more of it for my mother, as I always tell her about it, but never really get to show her properly what I mean. Though really, she will be coming next year with my little sister ( and little brother and perhaps even my Uncle Eric if we're lucky).

And of course we had to start with the train journey, as everything does.

Not too many people made a fuss about her this time around. Though apparently while I went to go buy something some dude was talking to Tom and was like "Do you need to buy a ticket for her?" Tom said no, and he was a bit miffed about it.But it's whatever. Hater.

I think on the second day we went to the beach, which was good fun. We had D free from the lead and kind of...froliced back and forth on the beach. I tried to get her to go in the water. She literally just walked far enough to reach me, then wadled her fat ass back to shore. Then she found a ladybird friend.

Then she got bored with it and started running around on the rocks. It was good though. Usually D isn't very good with other dogs, but they were all runnin round free and whatever and like, they all got along. Then there was this big black dog that was stealing toys from the children. Great times. Naturally though ,being that we were in the country side we went out and did lots of walks. So we did the one just by the beach there that kind of rings around some farm yards and stuff and through an old stream bed.

And D loves those walks so we took her along. Jumping and like, leaping and sniffing things. Like a proper dog for once in her life. She really gets into the spirit of outdoorsey things when she wants to. Tom's father was with us as well, so it was kind of the two of them walking ahead and I paced behind with D. It was pretty gentle, and gave me lots of time to just think. About things that weren't the most thought profvoking things, but every once in a while you just need to kind of...well take it easy I guess. I do often times forget to do this... We also did alot of garden walks that were nice, but D wasn't allowed. Still enjoyable though.

So we went to Overbeck's and walked around the gardens there, which was nice and peacefull.Gave me alot of inspiration and things.(Look at the cool flower photo. I took that photo. I'm totally a pro) I really tried to get away from thinking about everything that was going on in life and just enjoying the "moment" I guess. Recently, as I'm getting older each day, I'm constantly reminding myself that "I havn't made it yet". I don't even know what "it" is or where it is even. Always trying to make the big thing that's going to save me or leave my name somewhere. I've just about to start that thing where I'm drawing not to show whats in my head, but to show what people want to see. I don't want to do that...

We also did a cliff walk there as well, but on a different day. We didnt have D that time, unfortunately. It was absolutely gorgeous...

I mean, the whole walk you didn't want to look at your feet to watch where you were going. It was just unbeliveable watching the hills move. We actually started at the top of the cliff , where we were about 406 ft above sea level. That's tom being near the edge. He was a bit scared, but both his father and I walked to the edge so he had to, though it didn't help that it was raining with gusts of wind and mist everywhere...

The walk way was really thin as well, in fact, that's like, the only place where there was a fence, cause theres a bend round one cliff there.The whole while walking though I kept imagining and fantasizing about how much my own family would enjoy to do a walk about like that. And even though I've already done most of them, I wouldn't mind the slightest doing them again if it were with my fam. And that's going back towards Overbeck's. We had to actually walk thought what I like to call


We had to walk right through there on that dirt path to the left side there, which actually leads up to that bend and I mean we were right there next to them. We all suddenly got quiet and kind of walked slowly cause we thought they might go all balls to the walls crazy and kill us or something. But infact they were quite peacefull.

I wanted to pet them, but knew better than to mess with them. Maybe next time I will while Tom's not looking so he can't yell at me. We also saw some cows earlier. It was pretty cool cause some guy was rounding them up with a truck and driving back and forth. And the cows ran, all of them together across the feild towards where we were. Then stopped and looked at us and got really close.

Then after they lost intrest they all ran back. I really really wish I took a video of them running. It' was just way too magical.

We also went to the Guild which is like some place in some near by town that sells art and crafty stuff with a cafe at the top. Tom, his father and I skipped the most of that while his mother stayed there and walked around the park area and there just happened to be an old car show going on there which was brilliant!

I swear to god I'm going to own that car one day. That shit is the most pimp thing I've ever seen. We also saw this dandy peice :

So cool. There were like, old fire trucks and busses and what have you and old motor bikes, but didnt get around to taking photos. (Didn't get the motor bikes cause there were like, dudes all sitting on/around them and I totally wussed out ;A;).

I think the next day we went to the zoo? Or the day after? I can't remember, but I do remember that there were loads of like, Peacocks just everywhere walkign around. Like, 20 of them just chilling everywhere.

One of them was running around the play area for kids. It put up with all the torture of the children chasing it in order to find the boundless amounts of junk food paraphanelia lying about. Desperate times call for desperate measures... though really it probably wasn't that bothered honestly.

Then we saw this little D thing (anything that is small and cute I usually say looks like/is D) that was chilling right next to us. I forget exactly what animal it was...a lemur i think, some kind of lemur. Either way it was pretty chill. Something else I wanted to pet but didn't cause Tom was watching and he totally would have scolded me if I did. Probably would have had my finger bitten off as well though so, 'sall good. We also went to the little gator palace. And kid you not this thing looked unreal.

Thing was just chilling, half floating in the water. Still as it could be. Didn't really notice it until the end of the little trail. It was inside a building that was all..misty and swampy and what not...

We had a pitstop by Slapton beach which is just pebbles and stones but remarkable. The sea looked quite metalic. Strange effect.

The day before we left we did a short trip to Greenway (the hosue Agatha Christie use to live in) and did a small walk around there again.

We also got cut infront of the qeue at the cafe there and Tom called the lady out on it. She was totally furious the rest of the day and when she was sitting next to us her and her lady friend kept going on about how "some people just don't have manners" in their posh middle class english voices. But it was pretty funny actually.

The very last day, well morning actually, I just let D around in the front yard of the Kingston House.

Being her lazy self she mostly sat.

And she walked a tiny bit.

But she mostly sat around...

I never really realise how tiny she is sometimes... Anyway. All this walking about and taking a haiatus from the computer and everything really brought me back to the story I originally started when I actually started this blog a long time ago...


And I'm going to take a break from posting on dA again and all that other huffuff. I think I did pretty well last time when I had my break. I was actually able to practice and really try and get better at doing what I love to do, and think it's time for me to focus again. Always so worried about impressing, but I end up with nothing to show because of being distracted...

So I'm dedicating myself to myself for a while, before I go out and play..though honestly there arn't many people to play with anyway.... Either way, the holiday was a good wake up call. This coming friday we're going to new forest to go bicycling for Tom's Father's birthday. Will be extraordinary.

Time to get back to where we belong I suppose...

Love to everyone~

Wednesday, July 13, 2011



FINALLLLY!! It's FInished. The second half, for Laark of her character Phantasmagorio

I had a really difficult time thinking up the composition for this, and had drawn at least 5 other pictures for this that I completely scrapped. But I'm pretty pleased with this one, and apparelntly so is Laark. All is well. Finished it just in time for my holiday too!

And listened to alot of Sufjan Stevens, and namely this track:

Sufjan Stevens - Age of Ads

Dib had sent me some of his stuff ages ago, and when I finally got around to giving it a proper listen, fell in love with it instantly. He has some really really hardcore and brilliant tracks, but some of his more folky stuff is a bit more of an aquired taste and slow to digest (as I find anyway). Though honestly, I'm sure I'll get around to liking it just like I tend to like everything....

We went to Oxford sunday to go see Tom's buddy Dan.

He showed us around and we got to see the infamous lawn. he said don't touch it.

And he showed us around loads of the gardens and rivers and stuff... which was well nice.

Theres a tree just off to the right of that which is like -perfect- for climbing, and I did, but then Dan was all like "Don't fall in the water" and got scared like a bitch :c

We ended up doing a load of walking that day, and there was this amazing book store that was dedicated to selling -only- art books and poasters. We ended up spending alot of time in that one for obvious reasons. They also had these huge moleskine sketchbooks, so of course, without hesitation, I perchased them.

They're huge, and I've already started to gush at the thought of drawing in them. Lack of time has dissallowed it for the time being though. I'm def brining the smaller of the two on holiday with me, though even that size is more than adiquate.

Also, I never got to post what I got for my birthday, which was incredibly amazing.

and Claire got me

She hand made the monkey c: It has a happy home on the top of my dest with the beainy bunny and cat I have.

The Mucha books were from Tom's parents and the Devine Comedey was from Ren. I started reading it and it's absolutely precious. I need to finish it, but time said "NO!".

And those Mucha books are quality. Every page is filled quite gratiously. I alway hate when art books have more text than pictures, but this is totally the opposite of that so 'sall good.

If you're a big fan, buy them. You -will- be happy with them. Cause I know I am.




On that note I should probably go as it's late and I gotta get up early, work all day tomorrow, pack , then leave Friday morning. Then it's a nice. Long. Break.

Here. Have this song.

Basement Jaxx - Walking in the Clouds