I am shattered. Since the strange disappearance of Harold and Charmaine my workload has increased exponentially… quite frankly I didn’t know that colouring-in could be quite so tiring. Plus, I have been overwhelmed by the desire to send ALL my blog posts manually. Who knows why???
Anyhow, here is some evidence of my industry…
Anyhow, must fly, the post office is calling…
….oh…. and don’t I have to do something with ten rolls of tin foil????
Terrible news, Charmaine has abducted Harold! I am beside myself with worry. They were last seen having coffee in a Little Chef service station near Kettering on the A14, so I am packing my bags and going on a road trip to track them down. I may be some time.
I will continue to try to update this blog every Wednesday with news of my progress, but I think you’ll agree that blogging whilst driving up and down the length and breadth of Britain might be awkward, so apologies in advance for not keeping up with your blogs.
Meanwhile, here is some of Charmaine’s most recent colouring in… I miss her already, she was so handy with the crayons – I can still see her in my mind’s eye concentrating so hard not to crayon outside the edges of the lettering – her little lizard tongue poking out the corner of her mouth as her mono-brow knitted itself into a cardigan…. *sob*…..
Smoke me a Kipper, I’ll be back for breakfast!
Amazeballs!! I have reached day 23 of the 365 lettering project, and am so drunk on my success that I have started using corrupted superlatives. Anyhow, here are some highlights of the last 23 days…. apologies for the rough photos, they look better on my Flickr feed, which is Here.
My will is secondary?????!
In some respects I am very pleased with myself… BUT, in relation to calligraphy, lettering, decorative writing…whatever… I NEED A BREAK!!!! Yep, I am questioning why I am doing calligraphy, again. I am not really enjoying doing it for the 365 project. I mostly enjoy writing calligraphy when it surprises me… when I sit down and mess around with a pen, and a flourish or an unplanned squiggle jumps out and makes me smile. This diligent pursuit of calligraphy every day is perhaps too workmanlike to be enjoyable for me. We shall see.
When not having thoughts like net curtains that hang limply without the beauty of a breeze, I have other thoughts, normal thoughts, such as: Who did kill Lucy Beale? How high is the likelihood that I’ll have a power cut within the next 20 minutes? Is it time for tea and biscuits yet?
My thoughts have also been pondering the calligraphy 365 challenge, i.e posting a picture of calligraphy every day of the year. I could do this, as I do usually practice calligraphy every day… it’s the posting of the picture that is a problem because although I am fond of Instagram, I do find it overwhelming – I enjoy admiring the calligraphy and lettering I see on there… but I don’t really like posting. Posting makes me anxious, which is probably why I like this blog best, because it is quiet – how plain bonkers is that???!!!! My other quiet place is Flickr, so maybe Flickr is the way to go for this challenge… well I’ll sort of do it here… but I will mostly do it there, if that makes sense?!
Meanwhile, if you have happened upon this blog looking for beautiful calligraphy, then I strongly recommend that you visit HERE and HERE – two wonderful calligraphers who talk good sense about calligraphy and don’t appear to have rambling incoherent thoughts 🙂
My first two offerings for my 365 challenge…
And so a New Year dawned over Mogwash, possibly 2010, it was always difficult to be sure. I pondered the newness of the new – a fresh beginning, or the end of the beginning, or perhaps the beginning of the end, or the beginning of the end of the beginning. Nobody could ever pin point exactly where anybody was; with this in mind I decided that I would go forth and celebrate the middle, which I concluded was usually the most significant, unappreciated, and complicated part of anything.
These thoughts do not spring to mind lightly, instead they hang like limp net curtains without the beauty of a breeze. Going nowhere. Yes, unfortunately I had had another idea…
I am no longer going to write posts. Have decided to slap up pics in an instant way deprived of any explanation. Nobody reads anymore anyhoo. I could write penis, penis, penis and nobody would be any the wiser so long as there is a picture to distract them.
Here is a crap picture of some italic variation wot I did at the weekend.