Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Friday, 17 December 2010
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Monday, 29 November 2010
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Friday, 26 November 2010
Friday, 12 November 2010
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
Monday, 8 November 2010
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Monday, 1 November 2010
Friday, 22 October 2010
Monday, 11 October 2010
I accidentally 'met' Tehching on a side street before the opening and as my friend was speaking to him it became clear he was incredibly well natured and with all humility intact. An inspiration all round, then.
My next stop will be to see more of the exhibitions at the CUC before November's end but - racing around before closing - it's clear that the predominately video art installation within their basement has some bloody lovely ideas.
As a closer to the weekend and in ultimately unrelated news, when did I turn into such a black widow? Was my change in hair colour the precursor or the full stop?
Thursday, 30 September 2010
Monday, 27 September 2010
and it’s erased your face with the ease
of an experienced error maker.
shadowed regularity ridding welcome familiarities
from the expression you carry in your mouth's corners;
until I can't tell if that smile's because
I'm so wrong or so very tragically right.
You may be my clouded judgment or just your own,
but whatever the weather the weather man seems a con artist.
Can you at least sit upon that leather masquerade of
a sunken tangerine sold weeks ago
and tell me if you wear dark's mask willingly?
I preferred it when it was simply
a relic on a wall from a Halloween.
If it's to blame for shackling itself to you
clinging like a shadow to an ankle,
I'll devote my days to restoration projects
until you're back to the way your doors opened.
I've always known I could make a chapel out of you.
Thinking about last summer,
you're struggling to remember why we
wrapped it carefully for the bin when through,
as told to do on gum wrapper illustrations.
I wouldn't rather it have trailed the tread of our sneaker soles
entering every home we’ve left since.
Are you not as keen on staying clean?
"My heels aren't dragging, they're caught in the carpet"
would be awfully silly last words.
Barely noticed nor thought of
that rug in your room beside the records
but now here I am on a Monday in September
wondering what you trod in beneath its tassled edges.
Tell me, are you still chewing that old gum for fun
when it’s lost all flavour?
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Monday, 23 August 2010
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Sunday, 6 June 2010
In darker times, I watched this clip five times in one day.
A drunk lady took a shine to my eyes outside the chippy yesterday. Apparently I look like a drummer she once knew (thankfully female). Everyone else feigned that they were in their forties and she bought it. I daringly went for nineteen; "Aaaw, I knew it, see! Knew you was a baby."
Thursday, 3 June 2010
1 cup of plain flour
2/3 cups of caster sugar
1+1/2 tsp baking powder
Pinch of salt
1/4 cup of unsalted butter
2/3 cup of milk
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
2 large bananas
2/3 cup of butter
3/4 cup of peanut butter
1 tsp vanilla extract
4 cups icing sugar (sifted)
4-6 tbsps of milk
Banana chips and walnuts, crushed using a pestle and mortar.
It’s super easy.
Heat the oven to 170 degrees centigrade.
Put the flour, sugar, baking powder, salt and butter into a bowl and beat with an electric whisk until all is combined and a sandy consistency’s reached.
Add the milk and vanilla extract and beat together. Then add the egg and banana, whisking until well incorporated.
Spoon into cupcake cases until 3/4 full and bake for 20-25 minutes. They’ll be lightly golden, spring back when you push ‘em with a finger yada-yada, and a skewer will come out clean.
Once you’ve taken them out and let them cool completely, you can add a little nutella to the centre before you ice them. Scoop out a little, add a teaspoon of nutella, then put the cake back like you're finishing a baby's jigsaw.
Make the icing next (fast, because you'll be hungry now) by whisking with peanut butter and butter, then add the vanilla and beat again. Gradually add the sugar a cup at a time - beat well and make sure you scrape the sides as you go. It’ll seem real dry when it’s done but just add the milk a spoonful at a time because you may not need it all. Beat until light and fluffy.
You can rewhip this icing if necessary and it’s good for piping out, so go ahead.
Then don’t go easy on the topping.
Saturday, 29 May 2010
Thursday, 27 May 2010
diligent delegation like a Radio Times schedule.
We're chewing pen lids instead of strawberry laces
and getting ink all over our hands.
Wrist width wrinkle of blue skyed sunlight between blinds
lends to internal laments
that it's been long since we lost a day riverside
with a shopping trolley for our transport,
80p of pocket money and a flask of strong ribena rucksacked.
Two finger salute to the flock flying south;
we'll pass a fallen sparrow for Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
and flip it with a stick before the weekend.
(If Sunday night's dinner is spaghetti, you'll pale. )
I didn't listen to a word you just said
but I'm nodding.
Let's put away your breasts,
there's too much trying wedged into that cleft.
Let our desks dust
and we'll ride our bikes til our bodies brown.
Wednesday, 26 May 2010
Alas it's $1800. Boy will have to continue to fret each morning that I'm gonna come home a mangled mess of head injury and scraped knee. (I reckon I'll make it.)
Jeez, imagine if this was my last post.
We used Bakerella's Snickerdoodle Duo recipe, because it's my favourite source of bakery inspiration right now. Cinnamon cupcakes, cinnamon cookie topping, meringue icing. We baked out cookies larger to resemble hats rather than stacks.
Remember: novelty first, kids.
Whilst waiting for the icing to set, Bradders did some marking.
Question: Describe a man.
Answer: "Just bust out of a mental asylum. Dancing like there's no tomorrow. Hair looks like he's been electrocuted. Having the time of his life."
We laughed til we cried, then dived gob-first into the wizard cupcake tribe. Watched the 'Hush' episode of Buffy The Vampire Slayer so she wouldn't feel quite so alone in her voicelessness.
She left my house terrified.
Monday, 24 May 2010
This is the stuff I will remember most.
Ernie Paniccioli opening the Screenadelica Exhibition was also something I'm glad not to have missed. It's nice to hear people truly believe art can be the seed of one hell of a fuck-off fruit.
Tuesday, 18 May 2010
I'd been reading Vile Bodies by Evelyn Waugh on the way down south. 'Each of the angels carried her wings in a little black box like a violin case' in the first chapter hung tightly onto the coat tails of my imagination everytime a musician pranced past. I missed a lot of the bands due to having too good a time with the boyfriend round the corner (accidentally convenient placing of our separately booked chalets being high five worthy, most certainly). But Pavement were swell and I wish Monotonix's set hadn't been cut short, real short. I was kinda enjoying sitting cross-legged on the floor due to overzealous security measures. It felt like assembly just got good.
The following weapon has been deployed today to help me re-enter a world where I am living.