Self portrait dated Fri 01/11 & Sat 02/011/02 Self portrait dated Mon 4/11/02 Self portrait dated 7/11/02 Self portrait dated Sat 15/02/2003. This is not how J was, he has drawn this distorted with large body and large waist. I like this self portrait he drew it in grey lead. Dated 18/03/2003 This self portrait is not dated. This sketch upsets … Continue reading Some of J’s Artwork
Some of J’s sketches/art work Self portrait drawn 28 May 2002 Self portrait 5 Oct 2002 Sunday 6 October 2002 from Bauerliche Brant by August Sander c. 1921/22 8 October 2002 from “Der Maler Anton Raderscheidt” by August Sander 1927 Continue reading Some of J’s Artwork.
J’s Diary Entry 5 November 2001 Bit of a shopping day today. Got up late-ish, still a bit sick but trying valiantly to eat my way to wellness. After watching Springer (“I’m here to fulfil my Secret Lesbian Fantasy”) Jen, Jade and I walked down to Chapel Street and did some window shopping (which I’ve always considered kind of pointless – why tease yourself?) and … Continue reading I can’t wait to hear everyone missed me.
J’s Diary Entry 1 November 2001 Good day and crappy day. Got out of bed late, watched some telly, did some chores then into the City for art supplies. Spent $27 got 2 nice extra fine pens, some chalks, some charcoal. Then I got a Sketch-A-Graph from Toys R Us. Came home and burnt an Aphex Twin compilation while I drew some pictures of Mum. … Continue reading Polaroids and Polar Bears
Thursday, 27 June 1996 12:30pm Howdy Sis, Went and saw that film last night, The Wonderful Horrible Life of Leni Riefenstahl. Kind of sad in a way, I think she got a bit of a bum rap. Raised some interesting points about art and politics though. In particular, the notion of a ‘Fascist Aesthetic’ interested me. Susan Sontag accused Leni of continuing this fascist aesthetic … Continue reading She refused to see the link between art and politics.
Thursday, 14 September 1995 9:24PM Wow, I can’t believe it’s September S. In a work context, this year seems to have snuck past when I was in the tea room, though I can’t recall what I did for New Year’s Eve at all. That’s a bit of a concern. I really can’t remember what I did. I just asked Simon. He said I did nothing, at … Continue reading In a work context, this year seems to have snuck past while I was in the tea room.
J’s Diary Entry Monday, 5 June 1995 My God! It’s so cruelly cold in my house. My hands are so cold I can hardly write. Stood in a queue today next to some Canadian guy chatting with a 50-ish Australian woman about Melbourne. He was tall, lanky, blonde, tanned and had a slight lisp, that made his s’s sound like zh’s, if you know what … Continue reading J the handyman continues his conquest of the world of hardware.