Sunday, 30 May 2010
Something I forgot
Anyway I asked Pam and she said that's absolute bollocks - the uni has absolutely nothing to do with any deals you might get. So now we have cleared that up you can all go and be published!
PS Anyone got any images to post with new work?
Saturday, 29 May 2010
D'oh
Guy's name is Stephano Tambellini and he really is good - honest.
I loved seeing everyone's work at the last crit - didn't get a chance to say how awesome and really amazing everyone's work was. Feels a bit of a privilege to be on our course on days like that.
Lets hope for more great work next year. Have a great summer everyone.
Pollyx
Awesome artist - Stephano .....
wanted to post up a link to this chap's blog that I came across (quite by accident) t'other day.
He's an Italian storyboard artist called Stephano Tombolli, or something. His proper name is on his blog. Brilliant and very interesting stuff - animation too.
Had a dream (nightmare) about getting grade this week. Not nervous. No.:)
Take care everyone.
Pollyx
Friday, 21 May 2010
"Throwing it out there" - Summer Schools Anyone?
I am seriously thinking about doing a "Painting, Pimms and a Picninc" day in Cambridge. I know a couple of central locations with free parking and loos (hard combination to find) and fab views as well. I will come up with dates and ideas and also make an event on FB if people look like they want to join with this. I fancy doing more with acryllics and with watercolour. I think the latter is quite well suited to outdoor, but i don't know about acryllics, being something of a novice in that. The idea is to bring a packed snack, some lemonade and perhaps a contribution (of a £1 or so) to a bottle or two of pimms that I can supply, your own equipment and off we go;-)
I think there are some online courses, but quite honestly I'd rather give business or do a barter with mates coz we need the money and favours, and we certainly deserve it. Swopsies for an acryllics introduction I can; a) Teach to professional level on singing (in Russian, Italian, Spanish, French, German and English - oh and Hebrew and encompass any style you may wish) b) teach you good conversational Russian or Hebrew c) Help anyone out on Adobe Illustrator (my skills are stronger on this than Photoshop). d) any gardening advice or assistance (me and hubby are quite keen when work, toddlers or courses don't get in the way). e) Medics Oxygen admin for SCUBA divers (okay, my licence has expired now, but the principles are the same) LOL...he he, any takers?????
Can post our crit pictures up soon too, now that school's out for summer;-)
Saturday, 15 May 2010
For Alison
Hope everyone's final work and essays are going OK. See you on Weds, I don't think I can come to the pub as I have to leave around that time but hope to see you in the Coslett at lunch time. Liza x x x
Thursday, 13 May 2010
poem that I made up last year for a book idea
BAD CHOICES.
This is Will,
He’s clean and he’s bright,
But, he can’t find a girlfriend
Try as he might.
He’s not at all that fussy
He’d just like a bird,
There’s some in the paper,
Or so he’s heard.
He’d quite like a blonde one
Or a red head would do,
But even better a brunette ….or two.
He sits on his own and peruses the post
Until he finds,
The one he likes most.
An outdoorsy type… that would be great.
A girl from the valleys would make a good mate.
Blodwyn arrived with a donkey and dog,
She came from outdoors
And smelt like a bog.
The dog was so fat he had to be carried.
And Blodwyn?....
Just wanted to be married.
So back to the small ads
For Will double quick.
He puts a red ring
round a cute sounding chick.
When Tina arrived
She was so small
It was like going out
with no one at all
They saw an old man
who was selling balloons
Will bought one for Tina
And then very soon
She was sailing away
heading straight for the moon..
Will rushed to her aid
But it was too late
So there goes another potential new mate.
The next one was Mary
She came from the south,
Will was hoping like hell
Her feet were not near her mouth
Mary was hairy,
It had to be said.
But only a few hairs
attached to her head.
They were dangling from
her armpits and chin,
with a great wooden post
Where her leg should have been.
Mary was scary
Of that there’s no doubt
Will had to think quick
Of a way to get out.
He had to distract her
With some kind of trick,
She couldn’t run fast
With a leg like a stick.
The next one he tried
Said she’s jolly and bright
Will was not prepared
For such a big fright.
This one was big
She was so very large
It was hardly surprising
Her name was Large Marge.
He took her to dinner
To a nice bijoux place
But she couldn’t stop eating
And stuffing her face
She eat all her dinner
And finished off his
Then she polished off
Chocolates and bottles of fizz.
But Marge had not finished
She had not even started
Marge’s best trick
was the way that she farted.
She really let rip
With an earth shattering sound
The wind was so strong
That her feet left the ground.
That’s it, that’s enough
Said Will broken-hearted.
I’m by myself on the shelf
Before life’s even started.
I’m giving up dating
and finding a mating.
I’m getting a puppy instead.