Paper Ghosts


(+ grillion-grillion)

I received this lovely letter today from a girl I wrote to from Sendsomething called Megs. She also sent me a copy of a lovely zine that she and her best friend wrote collectively while living 6000 miles apart. I haven't finished reading it yet (I have this trouble with zines, I never want them to end) but I think I will before I go to bed. I love the stationery, but I have no idea what it is;



Today I went to my meeting with my job finder helper (I have no idea what to call this person and I'm not sure of her purpose) and then I went to Go-Lo which smelt of horrible petrochemical jewellery and spilt cheap hair products and I bought an awesome green craft cutting mat and a very overpriced block of perspex for placing stamps with. Then I bussed to Spotlight where I purchased a very sharp craft knife (I keep pretending I'm going to stab C with it. Gosh I'm funny) and some cute alphabet stamps. I wore exceedingly uncomfortable shoes and spent part of the day walking around town with no shoes on. I saw a girl I went to school with at Spotlight and asked her how I should go about applying for a job there. They have an online form to print out which is four pages long, so I filled it all out and I think I'll go hand in a resume next week sometime. With answers like this, I'm definitely going to get a job there...



Last night I stayed up for hours reading through page after page of My Life Is Average. I don't know how or why. There are so many site like this that suck me in.

I found these two artworks separately this week and I thought both were amazing, but also incredibly creepy;


By Marc Quinn ...a frozen sculpture of the artist's head made from 4.5 litres of the artist's own frozen blood taken from his body over a period of five months. This work is repeated every five years and will result in a unique record of the artist aging (via here).



Antonio Gonzales Paucar ...'Zapatos que Rompen el Silencio (Shoes that Break the Silence)' is the name of this installation by Antonio Gonzales Paucar, made out of dead flies, nylon thread, and shoes (via here).

Any thoughts? :D

And I love this, heaps;



Now bedtime for me :)

Ps. I really wish we celebrated Halloween in Australia sometimes :(