just words

sunshine
nothings

a cup of tea on a foxes back as she darts into hiding
Wallaby
Eucalypts

Melomys
sadness

Wormwood and Screwtape

Blue Tigers

I'm writing about patterns again. Writing but in a kind of turpentine spill. Reads like a pseudo-somethingist's scrawl. Blather. Like the 'mad' Dog Catcher in FNQ, whose intriguing books (scientific observations and sketches?) he begged Vaddi to look at. The 'spill' is a place. A place for inspiration. I can't articulate the concepts that sometimes ghost their way into me. Yet I don't want to miss them, lose them, search again for them. They just river from other places, through me, and if I can place something of them into my own work then they can keep moving. I don't really work enough though - or rather, I'm not finishing much at the moment. Just scribbling trunks and murmuring harmonies.


Vaddi never looked at the Dog Catcher's books. The dogs chased the Dog Catcher.

Blue Tigers

Unus Mundus has been weaving a web for me over the last two or so months. When I wrench my head out of the clouds then I might play with this web. Or just look at it. Or keep playing D chords and drawing little dudes. Like this guy.

Hume

Gathering songs for the Hume...

Missed

a slice of some of today's drawing

 Resolved my comic issue. Rewrote my script on Boxing Day. Breathed a sigh of relief... still need to draw it. Now spoon-feeding the same concept so it won't be missed. Possibly I've learnt some kind of lesson. ...probably.

how do I draw this?

What counts

Placing inspiration. Moments.

Alfred Kubin

Alfred and Hedwig Kubin

Missing Petr. I realise I am disappointed to not see him when plans were changed. We were looking through his Kubin books a month ago. There was a lovely catalogue image (from a current exhibition of Kubin's work in Munich) of Hedwig and Alfred Kubin.  


Somewhere recently, my decision to re-engage in the practical aspect of this 'place' here, I fell short of documenting the 'mountainous' journey I've been on pertaining to writing a script, developing characters and then trying to deliver a concept by utilising both. Failing, not miserably but failing none the less, I've let it go for now. Becoming a slave to an emerging comic is actually very nice, but since testing the 'dialogue' aspect on Froni and having the idea fall completely short of the mark I have concluded that this comic is also ...utter shite.

some rusty sketches for the comic

Well. It's okay I suppose. Just might take me a year to get it right. I did sneeze out a short story the other day. The size of a smile. It will probably never see the light of day. Bleak but makes me laugh - which probably you shouldn't do at your own ...blather.

Jiri Kolar



 Guitar solo on this Beach House track is nice. Soft.



I can't squeeze in any more, other than that my post title is inspired by Borges.
I'm not usually feathering inspiration 'tufts' left, right and centre. Just today. Three minutes to midnight.
Well I've placed it. Borges, hats off to you.

German animator Merlin Flugel

Mash, killing songs and being killed softly (by Thom Yorke and his horror songs)

mash. I tried forcing some lyrics into several mixtures of melodies a few weeks back, mashed them together. Then spent a few weeks listening back, feeling relieved that I'd found some life for said words. Somewhat similar in tone to what I was aiming for earlier in the year when I managed to write about four ...reasonable songs. I'm so limited for actual singing time that I couldn't quite come up with decent melodies to carry the lyrics. Still. I'm connected to the latest song, trying to unmash it. De-mash.

killing songs. Most written last year will be killed. They served their purpose, to get me into writing again, and have now officially been coined as utter shite, thus marked for death row. I may, as a last dash, transcribe them into some Dreampop (ha! so not capable of that right now) so as to extend their existence somewhat. Only with lyrics blurred under a bed of milky-strawberry-Quick noise. Can I do that? ...e-bow

A few killer-recently-released-songs. They've taken me away and I can't get back down. Thanks for that Thom.


🅟 Met with Petr on Sunday. He told me about a book "The Future of Nostalgia"

🅑 Bruce wants me to draw a comic.

See you at the movies J Mascis!
Neat lyrics.