You shot who in the what now?

Last Friday night myself and my housemate Matty walked down the street armed with three lengths of wood and a camera. We then approached the late night revellers (or as I call them the zombie parade due to the staggering and murmuring and incoherent garble... and the drooling and vomiting... zombies vomit right?) and we asked if we could take there photos armed with a piece of our wood (come on now get your mind out of the gutter). One of the lengths was about right for a rifle, one was a shotty and the other a handgun.

Perhaps it would be more fun to not explain this at all, but then I really used that as a launching pad into something else, which doesn't really work unless I explain myself.

So yeah It was for use by me as source photographs for the next series of paintings that I am making, and shall start paintings very soon.

The reason I am able to do this- hello apex of my launch- is that with the new volunteers I have just taken on at the Owl I suddenly find myself with a little bit of time to spare... and by spare I don't mean spare at all I just mean I can now start attending to all the things I haven't been able to attend to previously. Such as painting, washing, going to the dentist (eep), I fell like obtaining a semblance of a social life should be in there also although I don't wish to talk about that. And more over I've been told not to... By me. Jesus I can be a controlling fucker sometimes.

At any rate- yeah, I'm gettin my paint on. So so excited about that, I'm even considering turning my phone and computer off for a day. ooooh, I got a shudder just thinking about it... no, best not go nuts.

Meanwhile lots of exciting stuff coming up- art shows, theatre shows, madly renovating the theatre to get it ready for use in a couple of days. Finished revamping the stage tonight- it looks spiffo.

...spiffo?

anyway, good is what I mean... like Brady Bunch good - SPIFFO!

We have 2 shows on Saturday night- an art show in the gallery and a reading in the theatre. Looking forward to both, hope it goes well. None of the artists have actually been into the space before, they will be coming in tomorrow for the first time- hope they like it :) I'm sure they will, what's not to like- it's great!

I'm going to go now, my besty has just jumped onto skype so gonna go chat. He gets home from living overseas for a couple of years on Saturday too... I don't forsee me having an early night on Saturday. Must remember to cancel work on Sunday. Also cause I have rehearsals.

...mental note- stop double booking myself. a couple weeks ago I made plans with someone in Melbourne, whilst I knew I had tickets to Sydney- how did I think that was going to work?

best not think about it too hard... I know I didn't

Adios.

The plague

I have just removed about 15 locusts from my room.

There where about 50 of them lying dead at my door this morning.

And there are god knows how many others crawling through the house.

I'm no catholic but I am fairly sure that the bible mentions something about this and on the eve of a show opening tomorrow night called- "Never Forget you are Going to Die"... if I where a superstitious man (which I am) i might think this where a bad omen (which I don't) and I would cancel the show (Which I'm not).

*just removed another locust*

Has god sent me a plague in order that I see the light? I find that unlikely. I find it more likely that he/she/it sent me a plague to annoy me, which if that's the case he/she/they/it is starting to succeed, however I find that scenario even more unlikely.

Much more likely is that he/she/it/they/I had nothing to do with the plague of locusts descending on my house and skipping about my studio running into every surface they can find. It does of course leave me with the question... what the hell are they doing here?

I did read something about locusts descending on Melbourne, but I don't recall them mentioning that they where going to have a sleep over at my house. Had someone mentioned that to me I might have made some Queenslander-esk preparations. Perhaps I would have set up a room under the stairs, made a few little levels in there, set out some beds... or perhaps I could have made some tea, in tiny little cups. We could have all sat around and chatted about... oh I don't know... how long they plan to stay..? But no, no one warned me, everyone is all distracted by the catastrophically big cyclones and floods and such to worry about my insect infestation.

And in fact with all the stuff going on here and all the work I have to do i am finding it hard to worry about it too, it is still at the right level to be amusing... I wonder how many days it will be before it stops being amusing and I just want those stupid fucking insects out of my house. The really worrying thing is that they seem to have gotten into the walls... what if they start breading in there?

So in any rate I have a show opening tomorrow night in the gallery. First one of the year. It's called 'Never Forget you are Going to Die'... you should come down and see it. Especially if you like insects.