Friday 19th January § 2 Comments
After having done almost nothing for the last two weeks, I’ve
tried to compensate by two weeks worth of activities in the space of two days.
Yesterday was really spent on borrowed time, after having not slept that evening. About 5:30 in the morning I decided that I was going to write(code) a fullscreen image viewer, which is really useful for previewing images.
There was a fantastic open-lecture by the sudo-client (who’s name I promptly forgot) for the Performing Arts centre designed by Raphael Vinioli. It’s a really interesting project: two theatres, setup in such a way that either can make use of an extended central stage, or even to open up the whole space to include both spaces, the idea was that the workings of the stages would be revealed to the public. What was really interesting was hearing from a clients eye view on such a huge project. This guy was so pashionate about the project and the possibilities, this is Stage 1 of an idea he’s been pushing for 8 years now. Really crappy on the eco front, and 3 times over it’s initial budget, it’s still quite brilliant architecture. (Apparently, being environmentally friendly costs approximately 5% extra)
Today was a bit slow to start. Missed the last of the moisture ingress laboratories because I slept in. Spent 2 hours messing about in Sketchup. For our first model we’ll be copying Mies Van De Rohe’s iconic Barcelona Pavilion, originally designed in 1929 (The current pavilion is a 1970’s replica, because the original got carefully dismantled, but then they lost. They lost a whole building in the post!). The roof of the CAD-lab was groaning ominously in the storm-force winds. The courtyard of our building was roped off because but’s of the Fletcher building where falling off.
Then Rose, Chris and I went house shopping ‘round lunchtime but discounted that property because it didn’t have a double bed. But later saw a house at 5 and came out and within half an hour we’d each withdrawn a £250 deposit so hopefully that will go through in the morning – in my absence. It couldn’t be closer to the campus.
In between the house hunting I sketched a small doodle that I instantly saw in 3D. No inspirations, no process. Miraculous conception.
It’s more like walk through sculpture than true ‘architecture’. Blurry lines I know. General themes that I was pondering at the time: wind 🙂 waves, texture and puzzling about what makes an idea worthy of scaling up into an all out concept. How do you chose what to develop? Why? How should that choice be made? But in the end this idea turned up out of nowhere, complete, and perfectly formed and so I’m just going to go along with it. It’s not as if I can forget this idea, so I’m stuck with it, no matter how hard its going to be to draw/model/construct. Anyway, next Wednesday shoud see inductions into the Metal Working workshops which will be brill.
Then there was climbing (glowing tinglyness throughout), followed by a brief spell in another pub, but I left before the pub quiz got started because my head aches.
Apparently the ‘place to be’ for live music in Leicester is a tiny pub called The Twisted Toucan, with open mic sessions with talented people and live Reggae and cool stuff like that.
Right now I’m enjoying flipping between ‘The Trial Of Tony Blair’ and the realities of Newsnight. Fiction and reality merging. There are moments when it’s . Switch from a fake Gordon Brown patronising likqwl kiddies in a classroom to the real Gordon, being even more patronising to a group of kids on the starting block of a school race, cut to him chewing the cud (in reality). Meaningful TV.
Oh, and tomorrow I’m going to gawp at the glossy glass losenge starchitecture of Manchester as part of the Uni. 10 buildings within the course of the day.
And for those in the loop, I think I’ve lost my mobile phone.
One huge plus-side, in my rather manic search for my mobile, I happened to look behind my bedside cupboard where I discovered my tiny Fuji digital camera that I thought I’d lost about 2 months ago. In the mean time, believing that the Fuji was well and truly vanished I treated myself to a fantastic Pentax digital SLR. Techno-gluton that I am, I’m tempted to keep them both. Photos will be forthcoming.
If I mention that Irn-Bru is a godly drink which would be ideal accompanied by a shot(glass) of lemon(juice) then I’ve manged to tick off all of those pesky category thingies down the side in the one post.
Love to all & noswaith da.
Saturday 27th May § Leave a comment
I’ve got to promise myself that I wont forget how utterly brilliant it was. No matter how impossible it is to express the experience in words, it’s something that I must always try to keep alive. Like a candle.
She is astounding. Brilliant.
It was full of comedy, in a good way. One new song (called ‘The Mountain’) was interrupted by a scream from Polly as she recoiled from a marauding cockroach.
She kept an audience of over a thousand entranced for an hour and a half, of her on her own, with just 4 guitars, or a piano (in her first public piano performance), a mini-organ that she’d brought of a guy in a market for fifty quid, and that needed to be hit repeatedly and then restarted before it actually worked, a cymbal, a drum-machine, a tiny grrm-nois-maker (not sure what), many many foot pedals that changed her sound guitar sound only very slightly, an echo mic, a distortion mic and a foot controlled ‘squaky voice’ effect, and a voice that has as many different sounds as she has style.
She captivate by making everything seem effortless. Exuding a patient gripping energy. I mustn’t forget how good it is too listen to her music. How good the music feels. It was the best gig I’ve ever experience. It’s left me jubilant and near tears.
Photo by Plastic Jesus
The perfect taste combination for a sweaty post gig snack is a ginger nut biscuit topped with a healthy slice of Danish Blue cheese. You wouldn’t believe how nice it tastes.
Tuesday 14th March § Leave a comment
The new taste combination for today is fried egg and rice with extra strong spearmints. Take the spearmint first and crunch it thoroughly so that your tongue tingles when you breathe in, before shoveling in the fried rice before it go's cold. Just go out and try it. Go on, it's probably won't kill you.
Another previously discovered taste combintation is humous scooped up in a choclate snap (like a chocolate pringle). Again doing that delicious sweet/savory contrast thing. Be brave.