Telephones

Call when feeling blue

Its a little bit awkward when you get a message on your mobile phone that is personalised to you, but you don't know who it is from. For example, "your name, dear". I received one of those yesterday, but its a little bit awkward to ask who it is. Well I find it so anyway.

The orange telephone

Wouldn't it be nice if I had an old phone with big chunky buttons that rings a bit like "Brr, cough, splatter, brrr" That was my attempt at phone noise making. But you get the idea. A phone that sounds as though its going to die when it is ringing.

Flea Market

Rather than this small thing which is quite hardy I might add, its been through washing machines and fallen off balconies, yet it still works though I'll be it not as well. I'm too put off by the technological do whatsies to look for another one.

Wires

But these messages... people should really just call. Then I won't feel so strange for not knowing who the secret message person is.

#16 - Communication

However, this little talking bit of oddness has allowed me to look at nice photographs of phones. Perhaps I should do some creating art making inspired by them. Yes, maybe so!

Untitled

Excuses.

I have this very guilty feeling, almost as if I can't look at my own blog due to being so neglectful. I failed. Well actually a lot has happened lately. So this is for that. A nice little catch up, list of reasons to make me feel less terrible for abandoning something that I promised myself I would do. Also a list of exciting happy things as well, after all Monday morning's aren't supposed to be miserable!

1. I can now go here:

'Circus Liquor' by eyetwist

Well not exactly considering I live over the seas. But the idea is the same. I wonder if there are actual clowns within the store though. Golly gosh I would laugh, though be slightly worried.

2. I began uni, otherwise known as Art School, otherwise known as "Let's cut up paper and draw people all day."
It is lovely.

3. I got appendicitis. Yuck. Its okay though. Hospitals are strange places, I was utterly bored the entire time I was there.

'Paris sous la neige...' by janbat

I would have much rather been here.

And there is a brief but comprehensive, none the less, list of reasons about my lack of computer action.

If

Photo by Err..Miri?

If my life does not go according to plan in relation to University and what not. I think that I would be just as happy being the man there. Selling paintings in Paris on the side of the street. While it may not be high paying, seeing the many faces of people walking past and being in a beautiful place would be joy enough. Occasionally I would buy a loaf of bread and some boysenberry jam to eat.

Or perhaps the lady with the warm jacket. I wonder where she is going?

Beirut

The band not the city.

So while many others before have mentioned the beauty that is Beirut I need to add my adoration. Zach Condon makes me sway as his polished, rustic melodies float through the air into my ears. He reminds me of carousels and circus tents, the driving force behind a new found inspiration. Yes, this is music, how I like it to be.


The music over rules the fact that this clip might not be the best quality. Sway side to side and run off with the Gypsy living at the docks.

Beirut

Carousels and Balloons

Christmas has come and gone. New Years has come and gone. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

balloon in the park

I thought about looking back at 2008, and then I thought about 2009 and all the things that will come with it. The more I thought the more I decided that I didn't particularly want to do either. Right now I'm enjoying my dream world too much to leave it. But for the sake of remembering later, a quick list of what happened last year:

• I woke up and went to school
• Pierced my nose
• Was rather ill
  
• Cut my hair off
• Fell in love with vintage dresses and teacups (oh no wait, that was my entire life)
• Missed friends and found them again
• Received a telephone call

au manège

Next year I hope will be full of nice things, nice people, picnics and dresses. I hope that also that I don't put holes in all my stockings. For that to happen I might need to stop being so clumsy. No. That won't happen.

balloons

And to finish, this is what I am currently dreaming about: Carousels and Balloons.

fermée

balloon fiesta


winterland

Lemons

'I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same.'

Lemons by M.Valle

I like the song that the above line is from. Beautiful, passionate and a wee bit sad.

Paris Je'taime

I finished watching this movie. I adore it.

Boysenberry Jam

Berries by b=o=b

I was listening to Simon and Garfunkel just before. I rather do adore the line "I prefer Boysenberry more than any ordinary jam. I'm a 'Citizens for Boysenberry Jam' fan." I have never tried Boysenberry Jam though. I will one day.

Vintage Tablecloth by calloohcallay

I think it would be nice to have such a lovely table cloth, that might just be a subtle Christmas hint. I promise to look after it very well, and I will keep all gluing activities far away. Unlike tonight when I had the sudden creative urge to make some Christmas Baubles and ended up gluing the carpet together. It was not intentionally, these things happen. It did serve as a reminder that I must hop to it and clean my desk up.

Note to self. You cannot maintain a blog.

I'd much rather be lying here, in a pretty dress, with the sun and the clouds.

Photo by coquinete

It sparkles. Its Gold.

I'm not normally a gold sort of person. Today I used some gold glitter. And I must say I very much do like it! I have begun to cover objects in glitter to make them sparkle. This is a work in progress. There is now glitter from ceiling to floor and I've run out. So hopefully I'll get some more and continue.

Its a little bit Christmassie, don't you think?

Breath

I'm addicted to grass. by ~KIM~

So much studying and art portfolio preparation. Not long to go, one week! Its nice to breath. That's what happens when I see this image:
I stop, sigh, and breath.

Seaside

This song just played on my itunes shuffle.
I don't think I had listened to it properly before. It made me sad.


Seaside by The Kooks

To those who can't spell

If you can’t spell conundrum then please vacate the premise.

Tea and Conundrum is my lovely little name for all my pretty little creations and all the nice things in between.

I rant and I rave and sometimes I fall over sideways or walk into doors. To be honest I’m not embarrassed to mention it, to be fair I think all people do. The world can be divided into people who walk into doors and people who do not. The world can be divided by many things. Nice things, happy things, mediocre things. I hope no one stalks me. Now I’ve gone and made myself panicky for no reason at all.