The above is what happens when you teach small children.  You end up hearing the stuff all the time.

Will be working on creating some bespoke courses next, since it is the one skill I value from my recent studies.

I am now working hard on graphics work whilst finishing up the cushions and hopefully Little Shiva.

I have about three months of work to finish, and the new stuff will be starting whilst I do that.

In the meantime, I am considering devising an entirely new method of teaching, which is more flexible and creative.

We shall see how that goes.  I would like to do more with the games once I finish the first two epics.

I am now powered at work, which means I can do a bit more in the way of writing and studying there. That will speed things up quite a bit, hopefully.

Apart from that, very happy to announce that I will be changing just about everything in the next few months, I will announce changes to the website as I make them so you can check them out.  My health is also something of a priority as we move towards summer. I have been doing too much caring.

So, in a not-at-all-surprising development, Grumpy turns out to be yet another wanker, which means that I have just wasted three months on designs which I will now ruin if I keep working on them.

I did say to myself that I should stick to the rules yesterday, and I stupidly gave him the benefit of the doubt.

Apart from that, I have decided to lock the car and not notice any further numpties that want to talk to me.  I will perhaps make a sign.

In other news, I am working hard on these courses and hope to have at least one finished this evening, which will open up a few new opportunities.  Perhaps capitalising on this by identifying more that are worthwhile.  I will report back on this new field in the event it is worth pursuing.

By the time I am finished these, I will be a relatively well trained graphic designer, although I will not be using it for graphic design, which is well served by hundreds of thousands of people with fingers, and I will be a qualified teacher, although whether I will want to teach anybody I do not know.

In any case, getting rid of obstacles is a good idea if you want to progress.

Very busy, started sprinkling the magic dust on Sunrise before adding the very heavy work to it, and am reasonably pleased.  Light is in short supply, which is making working in yellow rather difficult, so I may be putting it away until the weekend.

Otherwise very quiet and working very hard to get as much coursework out of the way as possible, as I would like to spend more time doing things.

Feeling strangely settled about one thing, but you all know how chaotic my adventures are.  All hell could break loose any minute now.

I think the most important thing I have learned from this year is – do not waste time you don’t have on things that don’t matter.

Here is Call me Al, just for fun. No idea why the Belfast Civil Service is so fascinated with my politics.

Happy New Year

Not very, I was weeping profusely earlier because I did not get to work.  That is another story altogether.

I am hoping to return as soon as possible.

So, this year the first six months were of course taken up with Haram Bawbag, the person rather than the artwork.

For those who do not know the story, Bawbag was Bawbag’s favourite word.  It was an affectionate rebuke at the time, because he was behaving extremely badly.

As a celebration of our failed attempt at friendship, partly because Bawbag feels he ought to be responsible for women, and partly because I no longer have time to pander to particularly pointless arguments, I am working on the artwork regardless.  It is also a rendering of the piece that he managed to take unfinished because I could not return to finish it without having to listen to a lot of nonsense.

The tagline for the artwork is ‘Until we can insult each other, we cannot be friends’  and it is a very important and subtle statement about Islam in addition to the more personal depiction of the inside of Bawbag’s head.

My work all relates quite directly to people, so it is effectively Haram, although technically because there is no actual image of a person it could be decided that it is fine. It will be interesting to discuss it with more serious Muslims.  I usually have a fabulous time with scholars, less so with people who have not really thought about their faith.

Anyway Bawbag and I were super close friends, but sadly it was brief because although I believe he actually understood what I was doing, he would have found it easier if I had been a bitter womany type that wanted to bonk him.

I have had, and continue to have a lot of very long term, deep friendships with men, whom I see very rarely but know very well, so I often find that recent acquaintances find my open affection confusing.  As I have previously talked about, a clear conscience means there isn’t a bar to friendship because there isn’t so much of the sexual tension people find problems with.

I do miss him terribly, but I have no doubt that he wouldn’t understand any better now than he did then, so it is safer to avoid him.

Because I have been grieving for my mother throughout the last couple of years, quite dramatically at times although I wasn’t terribly concious of it, I moved swiftly on to Two Grapes, Another Bad Investment, which took an enormous amount of time and money, and was adorable right up until the dude turned out to be a rather weak character.  It was not a particularly deep piece of work, but considering it was a failed project too much time and work.  Worth doing for the learning experience, but not practical.  I will not be doing that again.

I was at full speed on Little Shiva right up until the sewing was complete.  I remember on the last day thinking that I had had enough of it, so I measured my stamina at nine months pretty precisely.  It is a very heavy piece of work and I am not surprised I was tired of manipulating it.  I met a lot of nice people because of Little Shiva, however, and it will be a huge statement once it is complete. I will be renewing my fight with it tomorrow, amongst many other important tasks.

And then I met Grumpy, who pitched a fit of comedy fury and asked me what I was doing, which is a remarkable bit of EQ.  This has led to the opportunity to move Ina into a new phase altogether, and certainly I am impressed by some new tricks displayed with the cushions so far.  There is still a fair old bit of work to do, particularly on the beanbag, but I am ready to start the heavier wool work on them, which is quite exciting.

Grumpy is a very positive person with a big aura, so I am finding this process quite freeing, although very exacting.  Grumpy has promised faithfully not to like everything, which is a wonderful thing to say to an artist.

As a reward, I am considering a crochet course to make him a jumper sometime in the next year or so. Far too busy at the moment.  Grumpy makes up for a lot. He’s not at all empty, which makes a nice change.

So that is 2019, which is unusually intense for me.  2020 will make me look more hardworking, however, as a lot of new stuff will be complete in the early part of the year, and I will be following that by massively expanding Ina’s range of goods.  I am working on some courses at the moment, and once I have sufficient output, I will have to look harder into marketing, since the performance element is off at the moment.

I also have a lot of writing to catch up with once I am artistically tired.  The grieving process has been very intense creatively.

My commiserations to Little Shiva, who appears to be vacationing in Slough.  Boke, as we say in Glasgow. I used to live down the road.

Today I was mainly working on Sunrise, which was inspired by one of Grumpy’s jackets.  I am fond of the shade.

A lot of my sewing is actually frame making for the very small bits of carpet that I make by hand.  The frames seem to be going through a fairly elaborate phase right now.  I am not sure if Grumpy has brought out the baroque in me, but I am putting a lot of juice into this.

Anyway, Sunrise was looking pretty unpreposessing the last time Grumpy saw it.  I am not usually fond of yellow, but this is a good exercise.  I do not think it will be of practical use for anything apart from staring at.   I often find that the less thinking and the more sewing, the more interesting the result.

I have ordered the stuffing, and most of the cushions are ready for the carpet magic to happen, even if a bit more stitching will be relevant after the carpet is in place. Then I will worry about the sides once I am happy with the images.

I may get the opportunity on Monday of finding out if Haram Bawbag can be removed from the studio as a very old friend got in touch.  Probably safer with two creatives attempting the near impossible.

Once it is suitable weather, a lot of resin work will recommence, and there are three or four pieces of resin work ready to release so that I can get some workspace back.

I am too scared to ask where Grumpy is, but he is away a lot, so not terribly worried. Concentrating on saying a lot with a few sweeps of sewing.

This is Maurizio Cattelan, the artist behind the Duct tape and Banana. The artists of facebook are very confused about this.

It doesn’t matter how much you explain how art works to them, they are still confused.

Damien Hirst and his investment group were very open about what they did.  The price was set by them with a view to later profit, and they all did very well out of it.  Maurizio has done something very similar, although it is later in his career and so it packs a bigger punch.

Maurizio is also famous for a middle finger statue, a gold toilet and a statue of Hitler.  He likes to cultivate a kind of monsieur Hulot version of himself.

I have been trying to rethink the performance element of Ina, since my project was rudely curtailed by Twisty and Little Shiva.  I am thus far stumped, because I cannot discuss my ideas with anybody and in any case since I have now been sewing constantly for over a year, would have to spend several months recovering from sitting too much.

In the meantime, the Grumpy Dude collection is going surprisingly quickly, as work has been slow, and I am cautiously pleased, particularly with Sunset of Discontent, which I am working on at the moment.

Still too cold to proceed with Haram Bawbag, although I am considering artifical means to get it to the next stage.

I have about a weeks worth of work to do sitting in my bedroom, and I imagine this will get done over Christmas.  I am very mean, so it takes me a while to persuade myself to indulge in basic things at times.  These problems are usually solved if I have a visitor as I like to pretend I am civilised.

In the event you are at all interested, I am currently digging the Singh twins, Sandeep Sinde and Philmy Reyes, who is a dear friend on Facebook, you can look any of these up.  I have a very wide interest area and tend to avoid other textile artists as I find some things confusing and unnecessary, and feedback has indicated that other people cannot understand why embroideries of vomit or tangled dust gathering wallhangings would be relevant or interesting.

Found myself watching some rural Indian porn on facebook today, which was tasteful and charming.  My new facebook friend who was watching it was bemused by my interest, however rural Indian facebook porn usually consists of a healthy normal woman doing fairly boring household chores in a see through or dangerously precarious outfit, so it is fascinating.  I see why men dig the sewing now.

Anyway, sorry it has taken a while to update, I am hard at work.  I have a lot to do, because I would like Grumpy feedback before I start on the spring shoes.

Ina