Does anybody know if there is a foolproof way to transfer all of my posts from this blog to one on wordpress? I think that if I am going to make my blog and portfolio work cohesively then WordPress might be the better option based on the designs for my portfolio that I am considering.
Also, in the way of news, I am getting off my ass and drawing a webcomic. It’s called “Uncle Andy” and it’s about a jobless, sad man in his mid to late 30’s (Uncle Andy) who lives with his slightly more successful and upstanding friend (Dave) and his son and daughter.
Essentially it came from a conversation I had with Andrew about how when we are older I’ll be a mildly successful graphic designer and he’ll be a jobless bum with an English degree living in my garage. So we said “hey! webcomic!”
We have like 3 written and Im gonna draw some up this weekend while I should be doing Killing Time.
Ja
We need to talk.
You know, it’s been fun these past few month, all of the travelling to Oakville every Wednesday to go to you, it’s been fine. I don’t mind the hours that I spend on the bus, really, it’s okay. It’s not that.
I have spent so many night awake in order to make you happy, all of the squares, all of the shapes and colours that I stared at, hour after hour, evaluating contrast in form texture space colour scale and rhythm, and it never became any more clear exactly why I was doing it. I gave you the best hours of my night, and what did you give me in return? C’s? B-’s?
The squares, oh the squares. 5×5 inches, always 5×5 inches. I have nightmares, nightmares about the squares devouring my very soul. It keeps me up at night, in fear.
I was hurt, V.L, I was. The hours that I spent organizing all of my process work, binding it for you, writing the write-ups and labeling the labels. It was all supposed to be for something, and it’s all lead to this; one week from the last class, and you are bearing down on me again.
A book! A book you want this time! Bound, with a jacket, in colour, oh in colour. And for what? Another C? another B-? Enough is enough.
I will do your assignment, Visual Language, I will do it and that’s it. When this class ends I never want to see your face again.
You are a cold heartless bitch Visual Language, and I will not miss you.
Keith
I need a job!
Preferably, I would like to get a job that was not related to serving food, selling things, or lifting things, rather I would like to get a job that involved one or more of the following things:
Being at a computer
Design
The Internet
But I mean, what are the chances of that right? So I am trying to be realistic. I am looking to try to find a job that involves some office work, mainly because I could make myself do that sort of monotonous data input/output work for an extended period of time without killing myself. I don’t want a job where I am going to have to deal with customers, nor do I want a job where the biggest problem is going to be politics between people at work, and consistant complaining between employees. Honestly, I just want a job that I wouldn’t love, but I wouldn’t hate. Something to say that I go out, do work for a day, leave when my shift is over, lather rinse repeat.
I have however applied to a number of “no way in hell I will get it, and if I do get it no way in hell I will get paid” jobs, one of which is a spot as Character designer for some online adventure game that is being made by some university students, and another doing the logo for a small club near York.
Hopefully I can get something that pays me a decent amount over the next few months. I need to make ideally about 3000.00 by the time April rolls around to make everything nice and square with the school and my rent and credit card bill. So we’ll see how that pans out I guess.
In the meantime, I will continue to try and catch up on some of these classes I still have, although 3 weeks from now I will be without any classes at all, and at that point if the strike isn’t over I am going to jump off a bridge.
Ja
So York is on strike. There isn’t a lockout, which means I still have access to the labs, albeit a very limited amount of time each day. I still have classes on wednesday and tomorrow I have a major test in my Critical Issues in Design course. Wooooo.
So, as it turns out, there’s like a 99% chance that as of the end of this week, my school will be closed as the result of a strike.
Okay, so I am going to be extraordinarily busy the next few days, to the point that I will be checking my Email and that’s it, so I just thought I’d jot this down before I forget.
This weekend (most likely Saturday) I am going to attempt at 24 hour comic. I know I kind of missed the official day or whatever, but I am gonna try anyway. I figure 24 pages, 24 hours, no planning whatsoever, might be fun. At the very least I will have an account of my mind slowly descending into madness as my fingers fall off.
I am also going to try to do NaNoWriMo this year. I tried last year and got to like 6400 words before giving up, and this year is even more hectic, but who knows? My school might be going on strike, which would mean that I have to find something to fill that time anyhow, so we’ll see.
So yeah, I have to go buy some folders and cardstock and what have you for the assignments that are due tomorrow. See you on the other side.
Ja
First and foremost, I must get this out of the way (not that the person who it is directed at will ever read it, but I guess that’s the point).
I thought I could stay here with you, and stay friends with you, but I don’t think that’s going to happen. You are obscenely immature, and it’s grating on my nerves. You need to learn to take care of yourself, and the only way that’s going to happen is when you finally move out on your own. In many ways, you’re still too much of a child for me to be with, so for that I am very greatful of the fact that we aren’t together anymore. I need to surround myself with mature people to be happy, and you’re just too childish. Maybe one day when you grow up we can be friends, but I suppose you still need to live out your teenage years, so good luck, and no hard feelings.
Anyway! On to things! I managed to get one part of my Type assignment out of the way … and that’s about it, so … you know, happy days.
I have also begun planning for the Typography powerhouse that IS Helvetica (the band). So far we have the possibility of a Bass Player, Saxophonist, Violinist, and Keyboardist. We need a drummer if at all possible, and maybe a guitarist. I will be writing the lyrics for the first few songs, and some other people will go over them with me. It’s going to be the greatest thing this side of dazzler, so look out.
Also, as far as I am concerned Dazzler-wise, the band has boiled down to a refined Flight of The Conchords sort of situation where it is essentially just andrew and I, with guest musicians. Awesome.
Anyway, I have to go to a class now and learn about (evidently) Quantum mechanics, so that will be fun for sure. On a related note, have I mentioned how much I hate science?
Ja Matta Ne
So I think I need to go grocery shopping, I haven’t had anything vaguely nutritious in the house for a good long while, with the exception of a Beef Stew that My friend Jenny and I made (and by that, I of course mean that Jenny made it while I stood around and pretended I was useful).
Classes are insane, they’re asinine, they’re taxing, and they’re awesome. If I wasn’t sure that this was what I wanted to do before, I sure as hell am now. I think that my love of design has only multiplied through all of these insane deadlines and bad marks and long strings of all-nighters pulled only to achieve an abysmal grade. I see things differently, I can tell why the stupid fucking type on the Sunglass Hut billboard is arranged the way it is, I know a whole ton of otherwise unimportant and useless things, and I love it, it’s like being 8 years old, and having a language that only you and the other people in your clubhouse understand. Sure other people can hear you speaking it, but deep down, only you know why it makes them feel the way it does.
In the next week, I have to finish :
1 Visual language assignment – Vectorizing parts of images from the image archive we compiled over the last couple of weeks.
2 Typography assignment – Page layouts for a book of Aesop’s Fables.
3 Typography assignment – Research and design a poster that gives information of a method of communication in the field of type (in my case, Caroline Miniscules)
4 Critical Issues in Design assignment – Rough draft of an essay comparing author’s methods of describing the the Apple iMac , a Photo and a poster.
5 Fine Arts and Cultural Studies assignment – write a review on a piece of art outside of your primary discipline.
For that last one I will use either the CAKE show or The Dark Knight. I haven’t decided yet.
Anyway, I should get to working on that stuff, but before I do, I should mention, because I don’t think I mention it enough, that Zack and Chris are awesome, and essentially my brothers, and we need to hang out more.
Ja
So right now I am supposed to be standing in front of a photocopier in the basement of a library on Campus, photocopying objects that I’ve found in order to create a sort of image database to use in my Visual Language course. So I get there, I find the photocopier, and, lo – a line up of people in the physics program ( I think) are there photocopying essays. The line looks like it’s going to be a couple of hours (based on how long each transaction has been taking) So I decide to go do some Typography work in the labs at the TEL building, well, I get there, and as it turns out, the labs won’t be open until 12:30 because there are classes taking place. Greaaaat. So I guess after my Fine Arts and Cultural Studies Lecture/Tutorial I will be heading there. A long week, this will be.
The worst part about that situation is that I did almost the exact same thing a week ago, and figured out that the labs aren’t free until 12:30 on Tuesdays, and yet, here I am.
Anyway, I got an award for $1000.00 from my commencement, which is pretty rad, and I don’t think that I will be entirely wrong in buying a bass that I saw downtown for 150.00, I mean, I know I’m poor, but I think I should get to have at least a little entertainment at some point this year, and it’s not like I am going out and buying some 800.00 Ibanez that is in black and has this sweet shape with a really nice set of pickups and the most comfortable feeling neck I’ve ever held … right now. Wait, who am I trying to justify this to?
And on another bright note, I have been finding getting over Sarrah to be, well, easier these past few days. I think I know why, but I’m gonna have to give it a little more time before I can be sure, and a little more time before I can act on it, if it is indeed the case. I don’t want to go rushing into anything.
Okay, you guys aren’t stupid, so you know I am talking about a girl, and all I will tell you is that she is awesome and I sincerely hope that I don’t fuck this up somehow, although I seem to have a talent when it comes to that.
Ja!
Filed under: Rambling
So Dan was up from Waterloo this weekend. We hung out, watched How I Met Your Mother (awesome) and ate too much pizza. So all in all, a good weekend.
I am so behind in school work right now I want to cut off my arms. I think I have some thesis for a major assignment due on wednesday, but I can’t remember, and then I have an assignment due on thursday, and another on Friday, all of which I haven’t even touched yet.
I am also in the process of trying to find a few things. Firstly, a bed. Since Sarrah and I broke up, I’ve been sleeping on the couch, and I really need to get moved into the spare room, which also means moving the light table out and putting it in the living area somehow. This is going to take some careful planning on my part.
I am also looking for an acoustic guitar to learn on. I know all of the basic chords, but I want to keep practising and move on from there. I found a listing on Craigslist for a guitar and a hard case for super cheap, so hopefully that goes over well. I love the bass, and it’s my favorite instrument in the whole world, but you can’t do as much in the way of actually writing songs with just a bass. Well, I can’t, perhaps a Pastorius or a Wooten could.
Lastly, in a less of a hurried fashion, I am looking for a drummer. Dazzler wants to actually start recording stuff sometime, and we think that a drummer would be in order. Dan has agreed to take up the position as Gutarist, and Andrew can switch to keyboards, but that’s as far as we’ve gotten. I mean, we aren’t really looking all that hard, and will probably use a pr programmed beat on a keyboard forever, but still.
Also, a Job! I need a job for this summer so that I can stay in Toronto and not die.
