Sundown Syndrome

This past months attempts at writing on here have all been pretty dismal. I have five drafts saved, none of which are worth a glace at, nor worth of being read.

My mind is in rush mode at the moment, yet any attempt to get out what is buzzing around up there has been pointless. I sit and my fingers don’t move, mouth will not open and everything shuts down.

I get jealous of others being able to so easily open up and spill their thought.

Lets go fly a kite…

When I was a kid, one of my fourite memories was of my little brother, our Georgie (grandfather) and I making kites out of brown paper, and taking them down into our backyard to fly them.

Image by ace tilley

found at Flickr

List

When it feels like I have lost total control over anything, big, small, no matter what, I need to write lists.

For the smallest of seconds, I get a sense of direction again.

I get a sense of being able to achieve something, even if it seems pointless to most, it is a thing I can do to keep my sanity and wits about me.

My Molskine is one of my most treasured possessions and it is pretty much always with me alongside a fine-liner.

10/100

Ten: Elliott Smith – Needle in the hay

Nine: Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds – Stagger Lee

Eight: New Order – Ceremony

Seven: The Cure – High

Six: Crowded House – Private Universe

Five: mewithoutYou – In a market dimly lit

Four: Interpol – The lighthouse

Three: Tv on Radio – Wolf like Me

Two: Rage Against the Machine – Renegades of funk

One: Radiohead – How to disappear completely

All I want…

…is to sail away from here

“I find it so much easier to be creatively free at night. Daytime is for sleeping. Nighttime is the best time for making art. The later at night it gets the further into another world you go.” – Mark Ryden

Mark Ryden is one of my all time favorite artist, and one day I WILL own one of his magically eery paintings.

A walk in the Park

This is one of the prettiest things I have ever seen…

Image from A Rabbit Girl at Etsy

Where the wild things are

I don’t think I have ever been as excited for a movie release, as I am for the classic children’s book by Maurice Sendak “Where the wild things are.”

I grew up surrounded by good books. As a baby, I would fall asleep anywhere as long as there was a book under my head. I would read on the toilet, on the shortest of all car trips (I get queasy now if I attempt to look at a book in the car). I was a book worm thru and thru.

The highlight of family picnics was Dad pulling out a Roald Dahl book and putting on all the voices. The Twits, Matilda…ahhh!

Mum reading The Hobbit to us is so clearly remembered too.

“Where the wild things are” is still a favourite book of mine, and too see it on the big screen is going to be ever-so exciting!

The film score is being written by Carter Burwell and (ohsoexciting!) Karen O of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs! Songs by the Arcade Fire are used as well, which can be seen used in the trailer.

Max is still one of my childhood hero’s and I am more then excited and am busting to see it!

Happy Easter!

Image found at ‘design is mine’, just one of the many design blogs that I am in LOVE with.

Skins

I made the smart (read: not very smart) decision to go into Jb HiFi today, and spent a lot more money than I should have (read: I spent money) but frick I am I ever so glad I did it.

I picked up Skins, a British drama/comedy series, based on the lives of 8-10ish 16 to 17 year old students.

 

And before you say Dawson’s Creek or any other show in the teen drama cesspit Skins is something else.

Brutally honest and realistic, Skins is pretty much addiction.

It was a little worrying looking at some of the characters and seeing parts of their mannerisms, stories and situations in some of my friends. Parts were a slap in the face.

A very gritty show, and I am more then addicted.