You Da One

Today's outfit - Verner skirt, Dress Up top, Gorman shoes and Toiletpaper cup from Third Drawer Down
The photographer Amy in my studio today, I loved her dress!
Pretty into my new gold shoes gotta say. Also, they're flat! I have to look after my dodgy knee... 
Flower arrangement by yours truly... it's pathetic and my Mum would be so embarassed 
Selfies as coping mechanism for deadline freak outs
Beautiful new bedspread, a gift from Beci Orpin and ARRO home! (Excuse my terrible photo)
Cherries
Photo messages for my Valentine who is still far away

In completely in love with my new Marina Fini earrings
New notebook from Officeworks - couldn't resist procrasto-decorating the cover
Company in my studio
Table cloths from the Art Party at NGV have turned into wall hangings!
Cleaned my old desk too for when I had a curator coming to visit :)
Amazing illustration on the back cover of a 1970s Snow White children's book I bought
Super dork at Laneway
Music festivals just aren't my thing I'm afraid
Cute pic of Brodie and I at Laneway by Aevoe
 As usual, photos are in order from newest to oldest. I realised when I put these photos up that the last 'day off' I had was when I went to Laneway music festival which was 10 days ago and I'm not going to have another day off until this coming Sunday. I'm not complaining, but I'm just realising that it's not sustainable. I was so unbelievably tired today that I felt myself falling asleep at my desk. I've just been working towards deadlines and the more I think about deadlines the more I realise what an unpleasant turn of phrase it is... literally a DEAD line. And the more I think about how unpleasant I find the phrase the more the work I have to do to meet the "deadline" seems looming and large and unmoving. However, if I didn't have scary deadlines I'd probably never get myself together and actually relinquish my work to the realms over the finish line and spend forever nit picking and carefully crafting sentences until they combust.

At the moment I'm working on a section of the writing for my book and I'm finding it rather hard. I can write, but I'm used to coming online and writing at odd intervals when it takes my fancy, and when I feel I have something specific to say. In these circumstances, I have to write specific things at specific times and I'm not as productive in that way. I'm learning to work it through, though. From writing I get distracted very easily if something's not going the way I want it to go. I find it hard to persevere with writing, whereas with drawing I have much more patience. I think because I know I can get there with drawing, but writing - it's more linear - like if a sentence isn't working or a word isn't fitting properly, I find it hard to move on from that and then I'll go on Facebook of Tumblr or Instagram or pick at my nails or start doodling with a pen or spinning around on my new spinning chair. I digress.

As you can see from the above pictures, they're pretty much all in my studio. That's where I've literally been every day the past couple of weeks, in between work and sleeping. Even in between work I manage to get in there at some point and bash something out. Ha. I am loving it there. Today I had a photoshoot in my studio for Officeworks. They allowed me to purchase a whole bunch of things to set up my new space and it has been so monumentally helpful. I've been able to get a new scanner, new headphones, copic markers, a bookshelf, a chair, and heaps more stuff. I even put the bookshelf together by myself would you believe. Muscle woman! So today they came to take photos of how I'd set everything up and they'll put them online. Anyway it was pretty fun and the photographer was sweet and I think the pictures will be nice :)

Other stuff I've done is that I went to Laneway with Brodie! We saw Meredith Graves of Perfect Pussy (and Rookie!) perform, and that was pretty magic. The whole day completely exhausted me, though, and I was a little sunburnt and completely delirious when I started to venture home with my sister after St Vincent. Highlights for me were Perfect Pussy and St Vincent. I was too short to see anything else and they were the performances were we were getting the least crushed. I don't think music festivals are for me, but I can now say that after having actually been to one. It was great hanging out with Brodie and she was the perfect festival buddy :)

My friends from high school came over to my studio on Friday night and we ate so much Trippy Taco it was criminal (6 meals between three people) and then hung out watching episodes of My Strange Addiction and looking through the 1970s cookbooks my friend bought me and dry-retching at the jellied meatloaf sections, which is completely normal, and we then drove home singing/yelling along to early 2000s hit songs. It was fun.

Plans for this week include working on my book in my studio and working at work. I am going to be social on Saturday and have that long awaited day off on Sunday.

Oh, I made a new playlist, too. A belated Valentine's Day themed one - enjoy!


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