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February 21st, 2009
06:58 pm - goth on bus (redux)
As you'll no doubt be aware, for the past few years I've been slowly working on setting up my own gallery in a shop I rent and live above in Greenwich. I'm pleased to announce that this project is now reaching fruition and the gallery will be opening with a private view on the evening of the 5th March.
Please find an invite attached below - I'm launching the project with an exhibition of beautiful drawings entitled Shark Portraits by Sarah Woodburn.
I hope you can come along for the private view and please feel free to pass this on to anyone that may be interested.
More details can be found here: gothonbus.org.uk
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August 28th, 2006
09:41 pm - What?!
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May 26th, 2006
05:39 pm - Unskinny Bop.
Ladies und Gentlemen! Ladies und Gentlemen!
Tonight, for the special one-off Friday Unskinny Bop, I shall be working on the door - feel free to come along and give me your money (to get in...) and have a small natter so I don't get bored.
Details here: Unskinny Bop
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May 13th, 2006
04:15 pm - qweg-mire
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April 12th, 2006
January 23rd, 2006
01:54 pm - bangarang
Christ, it's cold today. Serves me right for only wearing a hoodie.
Today I really like: Babies in papooses; The Editors; Bongo Song (loads); and film.
I'm bored of the library, and I'm annoyed I can't organise myself properly, but otherwise, meh, whatevs.
I'm going to futureshorts in g'wich tonight with filllypoodles if anyone fancies it, 7.30 Greenwich Picture house, £five.
Not much else to report.
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November 29th, 2005
07:53 pm - hehe.
We saw this last night - it's much better on a big screen, but watch it anyway, it's top.
Go here - click on the showreel and click on "panique au village".
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November 23rd, 2005
12:09 pm - Crapstickles!
bah!
Why aren't I an 'on the ball, hip young thing' anymore (if I ever was)...
I've just found out that this happened last week:
"ANA DA SILVA from legendary experimental post-punk Rough Trade band The Raincoats performs alongside Riot Grrrl instigators Tobi Vail (Bikini Kill) and Alison Wolfe’s (Bratmobile), newest bands, SPIDER AND THE WEBS and PARTYLINE at the South London Gallery."
Boo hoo. I got so excited then as I thought they were all playing at Spitz tonight, but it's just Ana da Silva supporting The Gift (who??) and it's a tenner rather than £3...
Bah!
Note to self - follow shaun's lead...become cool.
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October 26th, 2005
02:51 pm - Strange question:
Do you think there is such a thing as a visual language?
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September 20th, 2005
04:35 pm - More good news for people who like bad news.
I read this in The Independent last week; thought I'd share.
Bird flu could cause global economic catastrophe
By Geoffrey Lean, Environment Editor
Published: 18 September 2005
Bird flu threatens to cause a "catastrophic" economic crash in Britain and around the world, unprecedented in modern times, according to new research.
Two studies from Nottingham University and the Bank of Montreal in Canada show that a flu pandemic - described by the World Health Organisation last week as inevitable - would slash at least £95bn from British GDP, extinguish at least 900,000 jobs and create a global depression to rival that of the 1930s.
They come as world leaders attending the United Nations summit last week began to recognise the scale of the potential threat from the influenza virus, codenamed H5N1, which has reached the borders of Europe.
President George Bush has launched an International Partnership on Avian and Pandemic Influenza, under which countries - including the US, Britain, Australia, Canada, China and Russia - and UN agencies will pool resources and expertise to try to head it off. His administration announced that health ministers from around the world would shortly meet in Canada to back the initiative.
Bird flu, which originated in China and South-east Asia, is being spread by migrating wildfowl, infecting domestic poultry. The UN's Food and Agriculture Organisation warned this month that it will reach every continent. Last week Russia reported a third outbreak among chickens in Chelyabinsk in the Urals, on Europe's doorstep.
So far about 60 people are known to have died from the virus, about half of those infected. Experts fear that it will mutate to spread rapidly among people, killing tens - perhaps hundreds - of millions worldwide. Last week Dr Lee Jong-wook, director-general of the World Health Organisation, said the mutation was inevitable and "just an issue of timing". Publicly the Government says that more than 50,000 people are likely to die in Britain, but privately it is preparing for up to 750,000 deaths. Earlier this year Professor Hugh Pennington, one of the country's experts, said that the British death toll could reach two million.
The Nottingham University study was commissioned for an edition of the ITV programme Tonight with Trevor McDonald, which will be screened tomorrow and features The Independent on Sunday's campaigning coverage of the issue.
The study used a giant computer model of the British economy. It found that even a relatively mild pandemic, with 50,000 deaths, would cut Britain's GDP by a staggering 8 per cent or £95bn, cost 941,000 jobs, and "affect every aspect of life in Britain".
Professor Thea Sinclair, who led the research, says that a more serious pandemic, killing hundreds of thousands or millions of Britons, would have "truly catastrophic" effects on the economy.
'Tonight with Trevor McDonald' is at 8pm on ITV1, tomorrow
Bird flu threatens to cause a "catastrophic" economic crash in Britain and around the world, unprecedented in modern times, according to new research.
Two studies from Nottingham University and the Bank of Montreal in Canada show that a flu pandemic - described by the World Health Organisation last week as inevitable - would slash at least £95bn from British GDP, extinguish at least 900,000 jobs and create a global depression to rival that of the 1930s.
They come as world leaders attending the United Nations summit last week began to recognise the scale of the potential threat from the influenza virus, codenamed H5N1, which has reached the borders of Europe.
President George Bush has launched an International Partnership on Avian and Pandemic Influenza, under which countries - including the US, Britain, Australia, Canada, China and Russia - and UN agencies will pool resources and expertise to try to head it off. His administration announced that health ministers from around the world would shortly meet in Canada to back the initiative.
Bird flu, which originated in China and South-east Asia, is being spread by migrating wildfowl, infecting domestic poultry. The UN's Food and Agriculture Organisation warned this month that it will reach every continent. Last week Russia reported a third outbreak among chickens in Chelyabinsk in the Urals, on Europe's doorstep.
So far about 60 people are known to have died from the virus, about half of those infected. Experts fear that it will mutate to spread rapidly among people, killing tens - perhaps hundreds - of millions worldwide. Last week Dr Lee Jong-wook, director-general of the World Health Organisation, said the mutation was inevitable and "just an issue of timing". Publicly the Government says that more than 50,000 people are likely to die in Britain, but privately it is preparing for up to 750,000 deaths. Earlier this year Professor Hugh Pennington, one of the country's experts, said that the British death toll could reach two million.
The Nottingham University study was commissioned for an edition of the ITV programme Tonight with Trevor McDonald, which will be screened tomorrow and features The Independent on Sunday's campaigning coverage of the issue.
The study used a giant computer model of the British economy. It found that even a relatively mild pandemic, with 50,000 deaths, would cut Britain's GDP by a staggering 8 per cent or £95bn, cost 941,000 jobs, and "affect every aspect of life in Britain".
Professor Thea Sinclair, who led the research, says that a more serious pandemic, killing hundreds of thousands or millions of Britons, would have "truly catastrophic" effects on the economy.
Sorry for the overlong post.
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September 19th, 2005
02:03 pm - girls on film
I thought I'd relay some interesting news I received whilst at Duckie on Saturday night.
As you may not know, the Royal Vauxhall Tavern is privately owned and was in danger of being sold off a few years ago to make way for some Leisure complex or something.
Anyway, that wa sthwarted by a few protests to Vauxhall Council and the Tavern was saved. Now, however, the Duckie crew have learnt that the Tavern will be going up for Auction on Tuesday (ie - tomorrow). Starting bids are £750,000 and it is expected to raise a lot more.
Obviously, whoever buys the place will be interested in ripping the place down and selling on the Zone 1 land to developers making a massive profit.
It's a real shame, as not only has Duckie been a big part of my life for a long time, I also used to run a night there myself. Further to this, though, the site itself (and the Vauxhall Tavern) is the oldest Molly House in London, dating back to Shakespearean times. So a tiny bit of Gay London history - something I'm not normally too bothered about, but this is different, is soon to be lost.
Sad news, I think.
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September 15th, 2005
04:31 pm - heartbeats
This is a general notice:
I'll be finishing my job next Friday, so if any of you need any art/graphics stuff then let me know by the end of Sunday and I can get it for you 40% off on the Monday.
Any later than Monday, though and I can't get it, so be quick.
Ta.
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September 14th, 2005
11:42 am - 2:1
I am thinking it's a sign,
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images,
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.
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September 1st, 2005
07:02 pm - Alsation
Hooray!
Tomorrow night/Saturday morning I go on holiday. I've finished work (just) and am now off for about 10days, which couldn't be more welcome at the moment, believe me.
I can not wait to get out of London for a short while. I really, really need to put a little bit of distance between myself a few people and places and try and clarify my headspace somewhat. My thought processes have been like the weather - muggy, slow and unpleasant and I'm looking forward to the shifts in perception that distance offers.
I'm expecting a lot from this break - perhaps even a little too much, but then I always do - and I don't know how much it will offer. I'm expecting to come back from this trip a different person, at least ready to implement changes and shift some of the dynamics that my life has been revolving around over this past year.
I realised that when I return I'll also be entering year six of living in London - this seems as good a time as any to embark on a new life. Years 1-5 are over now, yet they too began by starting a new course and radically altering the directions that my own narratives would take; I've taken this as a fairly good omen that things can rebegin - part two of life in London, as I imagine I'll be here for another five years whilst I tie up some things and get some solid foundations built.
There's a few people I also have to get away from and think about which direction *I* would like those relationships to take. There's one very obvious person, of course, and distance from all that can only be healthy - things are still too confused, erratic and raw there for there to be any real resolution at the moment. Distance will help.
This holiday will of course be tinged, but it should also allow me the space to breathe and mourn for what never quite came to pass.
I know I sound like I'm going on retreat rather than just a 10day trip, but I've decided that I have to start putting more action into my life - apathy, laziness and sloth have been such burdens which I've fostered for too long and I have to use something like this as a dynamism for change.
Something has to break.
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August 25th, 2005
07:33 pm - rialto
I'm back in my hidey hole again as I'm proceeding through this week somewhat more haphazardly than last week - all my days are all over the place, but I'm liking the Chaos - it keeps me on my toes.
Well, I'm off tomorrow, and it's nearly time to hit University (which is daunting) but initially there's my holiday to have. I'm looking forward to it so much - it'll be odd going back to Amsterdam and Berlin under such different circumstances.
I moved to the Netherlands in 2000 to start work at the Gerrit Rietveld Acadamie, the left-field art-school, and to move in with my then boyfriend who worked for the Nationale Ballet. I don't think I've been back since then - it shocked me earlier how quickly time passes: at the beginning of next month I'll have been in London for six years. Six bloody years! It's astonishing.
The days at the moment come and go, drizzling by and meaning very little - it's a shame, I hate wasting time when it's not of my own real accord. I enjoy wasting time deliberately, everyone does, it's a genuine luxury of liberal Democracy that we're allowed to, but I hate time slipping past me and feeling I am unable to make that time worthwhile.
I suppose that's why I come here to this quiet room to collect my thoughts and read for a while. Sitting alone thinking actually feels liek a worthwhile pursuit! I think I spend way too much time inside my own thoughts - it can make me appear detached, in fact I probably am...
It's been a difficult few weeks. I don't say that in order to try to illicit any sympathy (I know you all to well to know that none would be offererd anyway!) but simply as a statement of fact. Over the last few weeks, I've taken apart and analysed in detail almost every part of my whole life - I've had space for self-reflection - and I can't say I've liked that much of it. In fact I still don't, but the difference at the moment is that I'm either ignoring what can't be changed or working on what can.
Sometimes life seems genuinely insurmountable, and it can be the most terrifying thing, especially when any feelings of isolation and lonliness are amplified for whatever reasons. I'm still unsure that it's not insurmountable, but I've made the conscious decision to just keep plodding on, as always.
At least I have some time away. Berlin seems to be a place which calls to me every time I need to depart and clearify my thoughts and dreams and I returned last time with some actions to implement in order to improve my lot. They didn't all see the light of day, and some of those that did have had a bitter sting or have left me reeling, but at the time they seemed valid, and some of them have borne fruit. I only wish they all had, but then wishing gets you nowhere.
Hope is a funny thing, and hoping that truths are true and that work begets reward begets happiness are the only real tangiable intangiables I have at the moment. It's a lot to invest in, but there is no alternative.
So, we stumble blindly forward and hope that things come to bear.
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August 24th, 2005
02:25 pm - Kosmiche
Today I feel a bit better than yesterday - well a lot better, but then I couldn't have felt much worse yesterday - I was a bit scared, I thought I was losing my grip - it wasn't good.
Anyway - yeah, today I'm alright, not good, but alright.
In other (less self-pitious) things - does anyone know whether it's illegal to take soil out of the country? Does it cause problems with cross-fertilisation and biodiversity and stuff, or is it alright to do? I don't want to get gripped at the airport with some soil in my bag.
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August 19th, 2005
03:41 pm
1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )
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August 17th, 2005
01:40 pm - no fun
I need some information, if any of you could deliver, I'd be very grateful:
Firstly, where can I obtain copies of town planning drawings - the plans that a council would put on applications for planning permission, line-drawn aerial views of cities, you know what I mean. Where are they kept? Any ideas?
Secondly, slightly more mundane - does anyone know where I can purchase a plain light-grey zip-front hoodie from (preferably not gap/sweatshop made - except H-und-M as I'm a hypocrite-gay)?
Thirdly, I've been thinking about oranising a BloodBowl league, and have decided to go ahead with it after all. Would anyone be interested in taking part - no miniatures required, but are optional. Not know what I'm talking about, then check out www.specialist-games.com/bloodbowl.
Finally, any suggestions as to what I should do with my (facial) beard? I'm thinking of a change and never know what to do with it.
Thanking you.
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August 15th, 2005
06:30 pm - New York to L.A
Friday was a thoroughly rotten evening, I didn't make it swimming after all - I left the library and toddled off to the train station, hoping to grab Adam en route as he had my rings and was at the NPG. Anyway, I didn't get them, I went to the station and every train was cancelled, I waited for a while and got on one train to Greenwich - which the drivers were refusing to drive as they were 'all in the wrong place out of timetable', and then I got on another train to Lewisham which proceeded to catch fire whilst we were still in Charing Cross.
During all this I was also having a really unpleasant exchange with my ex-boyfriend and I was completely exhausted from overdoing the caffeine all day. To cut a long story short, I left the library at 7.30, I got home at 9.30. I watched Big Brother alone and then cried myself to sleep after managing to eat a piece of toast.
Which was lame.
In fact it was shite.
I think having a whole week to myself without any kind of contact with friends is a recipe for disaster, and I had a thoroughly miserable time. I spent way too much time in my own head and I got a little scared. I intend not to repeat last week too often - if ever again.
After work on Saturday, I'd been persuaded to join in the festivities for Mike's birthday by Kathryn - I wasn't really feeling like it, but I'm glad I went along. I actually enjoyed myself for the first time in what feels like an eternity, there were no awkward questions or silences or comiserations, which I'd been dreading, and I had quite a nice evening.
It always strikes me as novelty when I see my friends en masse and it cheered me up immensely to see so many people I like crowded into a bar on Leicester Square.
Duckie was o.k - still a bit meh, but that was mostly as I ended up getting really pissed and being really melancholy all night. I can't remember very much at all.
Yesterday, I met with Andy to exchange some stuff - socks and the like - which I wasn't looking forward to at all. Anyway, we had a little talk and a cry and sorted some more things out, and in a way I feel a lot better, particularly after the bitterness and anger that had grown in me last week had made it's way out on Friday.
I don't want to talk about it too much, but needless to say, I'm still absolutely devastated by what's happened and I can't imagine my life ever feeling as healthy as it did when I was seeing him again, but at least things are starting to make a little bit more sense now and I'm finally beginning to understand - it's small comiseration, but it's something.
Lack of knowledge is a killer.
I also went to see Arakimentari last night with Phil and Ted at the ICA - I recommend going to see it, it was a suprisingly touching documentary considering I'd always just thought of him as a fairly artful pornographer. Also - I intend to spend more time at the ICA. I'm always stuck for places to drink in central London (as, to be fair, most of them are crap) and the ICA fits the bill perfectly.
Sadly, I did miss the Sunday Social film meeting, though, which I'd quite wanted to go to.
Oh - the debut single by NO BRA is out today, please buy it - it's very good, and you, too, can help keep Dale in anti-retrovirals.
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