Down is the New up

Download it! Google it! Buy it! I don’t care how you get it, just listen to it!

Down is the New Up, Radiohead.

Artists Only

I went and saw the Salvador Dali exhibition yesterday at the NGV with Em and Bec and it absolutely screwed with my mind.

You’ll have to forgive me, I may sound like a bit of a pretentious tosser here but this is art after all*.

The whole exhibition was fascinating. Dali was a genius. There were paintings displayed that he had done when he was 15! It was so interesting to see Dali find his own style. As he grew up, he went through periods of being heavily influenced by certain artists, such as Pablo Picasso.

After what I’m going to call the ‘Soul Survivor incident’, I have started to think about art differently. About the subject of paintings. About the meaning of paintings and how that reflects upon the artist.

What is going on inside his head???

This is a visual representation of  Salvador Dali’s beliefs and understanding of the world. This the essence** of him on a canvas.

What does this mean for me? Whenever I hear people talk about the meaning or message of a painting I always think of a big political statement. But it doesn’t always have to be that way.

I am painting pictures which make me die for joy, I am creating with an absolute naturalness, without the slightest aesthetic concern, I am making things that inspire me with a profound emotion and I am trying to paint them honestly. – Salvador Dali

 Dali was doing what he loved.  This was him expressing himself through painting. No matter how weird/disturbing/brilliant.

 Wow. I never really fully got the connection between art and artist. Creating means putting yourself out there. Your beliefs, your personality, your character. Being completely honest with the world.

Sorry if this is a bit of an odd post. This is just something I’ve been mulling over for a while. It seems like I’m always doing this, but over the last 6 months I have really just been sorting myself out. Finding out who I am as a follower of Jesus, as a 20yr old girl living out of home in Australia, as an artist and as a human being. Another big question is am I ok with what I find? Sorry. Lol.

Any thoughts?

* I miss Marita.
** Oh wow. I told you this would be wanky.

A strange word

People observe the colours of a day only at it’s beginnings and ends, but to me it’s quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colours. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.”

    The Book Thief, Markus Zusak

You must read this book.The story is told from the perspective of death. Which does sound morbid and weird, but trust me, it’s a fascinating, funny and magical (sounds stupid, but meh) read.

The Devil

Another song worth listening to…

The Devil by PJ Harvey

Creepy and lovely.

Fresh Blood

Song of the week? day? I haven’t decided yet.

Fresh Blood by Eels.

Listen to it at night, or in the dark. It sounds stupid, but trust me, it works.

All the Trees of the Field will Clap their Hands

I would just like to point out what a wonderful year this is for music.

So far we’ve had new albums from…

Soon to be released are…

• Far, Regina Spektor. June 23
• Music for Men, Gossip. June 23
• As Day Folows Night, Sarah Blasko. July 10.
• Humbug, Arctic Monkeys. August 25.
• The Resistance, Muse. September 14.
• Love 2, Air. October 10*.

Writing or back in the studio…

• Kate Nash
• The Strokes
• The White Stripes
• Beck
• Radiohead

…

I love music.

I don’t like it like this

I’ve been feeling really low about everything for a while now.

I can’t really write it myself so I think I’ll let Thom Yorke explain it for me. Although I’m pretty sure this wasn’t what he meant when he wrote it.

Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now when I need you?
Alone on an airplane
Falling asleep against the window pane
My blood will thicken

I need to wash myself again
To hide all the dirt and pain
I’d be scared that there’s nothing underneath
And who are my real friends?
Have they all got the bends?
Am I really sinking this low?

My baby’s got the bends
We don’t have any real friends
I’m just lying in a bar with my drip feed on
Talking to my girlfriend
Waiting for something to happen
And I wish it was the sixties
I wish I could be happy
I wish
I wish
I wish that something would happen

- The Bends, Radiohead

I hope you get my meaning.

1234, tell me that you love me more

Well, I’ve done it. I’ve finished my list. After much consideration and deliberation, I have decided who will make it into my list of the 10 greatest songs of all time.

In case you didn’t know, Triple J are running a poll to find out the Hottest 100 songs of all time. This is something that I am mildly excited about as, 

1. It’s about music.
2. I like making lists.

You need to shortlist 10 songs and then on the 11th of July, they’ll do a massive countdown to the number 1 song. As well as this, if you write 30 or less words naming your number 1 song and why you love it, you’ll go into the draw to win a double pass to READING FESTIVAL in the UK!!! Where Radiohead, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Kings of Leon, Bloc Party, The Prodigy and a million more bands will be playing!!!

So, my top 10 are… 

1. Paranoid Android, Radiohead
2. Once in a Lifetime, Talking Heads
3. Killing in the Name Of, Rage Against the Machine
4. Seven Nation Army, The White Stripes
5. Smells Like Teen Spirit, Nirvana
6. London Calling, The Clash
7. Love Will Tear Us Apart, Joy Division
8. Boys Don’t Cry, The Cure
9. Another Brick in the Wall, Pink Floyd
10. Pride, U2

  
  
 
  
 

Oh, also, If you win the competition…

PLEASE TAKE ME!!!

Hark! A Vagrant!

This is an amazing blog site.

Look! Look! Look!

Hark! A Vagrant!

Delightful, Delicious, Delovely

Oh and also, if I find this water, I will buy a case of it. It is adorable!

Found at Pearlfisher