Day…Today…Indeed

I had a day today. Not quite finished it yet, but I thought I’d jot some thoughts down as I’ve been quiet for a coupla days.

I got practically no sleep, with what I did get performed entirely in stops and starts. I need to figure out a good way of forcing myself to sleep…but forcing doesn’t work.

I went to bed with plenty of time..but just tossed and turned all night. A couple of weird dreams seeped through. Including one that makes me think I’ve been on WordPress for too long recently, as it appeared to have my theme on it. The dream that is.

I often find that if my sleep is disturbed its more likely to be about incredibly mundane things. Like reality seeps further in when you can’t fall completely over to the world of the dreams.

Anyway, my alarm went off at half nine as I was supposed to make a morning trip to the Museum and Art gallery in town for some breathing (inspiration) and research for one of my enigmatic projects (ie the ones I’m not telling you about right now thank you very much). Postponed via text (Morning trip with my lovely Punky housemate, turned into solo afternoon trip due to tired state of us both). This allowed me to not sleep until midday. Then I woke up and felt sorry for myself….as usual my playlist did a good job of improving my mood. I must also say that everyone should right now (seriously…right now) go and by the Civil War by Matmos. These guys deserve a lot of love. I can’t explain quite how happy the album has made me…a review will follow once I’ve got the time to do it properly.

Where was I.

Yes…cheered by Matmos, I organised a tea trip with the lovely Bit. She succeeded in stopping me from buying some jazz and some comic books. This is good as I had a borrowed ten pound budget for the whole day and that included needing to buy food for my expensive tastes. Pay day’s tomorrow but not until I get to work…once I finish work all food shopping is shut…so this causes problems for food right the way into Saturday.

Trouble I say.

Anyway, had a lovely Mandarin and Ginseng Herbalitea realy tasty and a nice chat. The Bit’s lunch break ended so I proceeded to the aforementioned museum.

It was lovely.

My favourite pieces were these.

A few words about two of them. First off, the reason the fetish wear gets in there is mostly because of the coolness of the bustle corset and miniskirt together…a new take on earlier times…lovely. But the main reason aws actually the wonderful comment made on the outfit by Anna age 10, that the museum had posted underneath the commentary by the maker of the outfit:

‘I thought people were a bit more sensibler than the Tudors Victorians’

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

The other one I want to comment upon is the Alice in Wonderland piece. I barely noticed this painting initially, but as I wondered around I noticed how intently the little girl in it was staring at me (well..not me of course…except).

I looked closer, and tried to do my own kind of slightly arty analysis of it. I really enjoy trying to think about art in a slightly more conceptual way sometimes (bloody pretentious arse is me).

Anyway, basically, my first thought was why was the girl looking so intently when she was supposed to be being read to. One answer would be bored, but I don’t buy that at all. In fact I think she was looking into her imagination….like she was staring really intently trying to see the details of the world the book conjured up.

Then I thought….but she’s staring at me (and the room around me…all these strange objects that would be so unfamiliar and incredible to a child of her era).

I thought..wow….so she’s imagining all of us. Then it struck me that actually our whole world must be in the book, or at least something similar…then she’s created (with her imagination) and defined it.

That was cool. I enjoyed it. I stared back through the looking glass at her for a while, then chuckled to myself and walked off with a wry smile (seriously…I swear I was as wry as I could manage).

Art is really damn cool you know. Really cool.

I plan on going again soon and spending more time. I might try and do some doodling in there too. It also made me think I want to do more arty stuff…as we’ve already established I can’t draw…but I still enjoy it.

This is enough for me.

Also revealed further by this trip was just how much of a fashion perve I am. Normally I have to force myself not to look at peoples clothes so that they don’t think I’m leching, but in this environment…I could just stand and stare at clothes for ages. Oh god I love clothes. Some things are just so gorgeous. There was a something there that had weird padded bits in it to wear as undewear but to destabilise the shape of the body. I decided I want to make something like that so that I can have weird boob and hip and bum like growths at random points on my body, just completely mess with my shape (some long johns and some kind of vest) whilst allowing free movement, then wear it with a figure hugging outfit of some kind, just to see what it looks like.

But there were some such gorgeous clothes there. So amazing.

(Go listen to Cherrybomb by Caribou…the drum beat in the intro and at points throughout is one of the most addictive and wonderful beats I’ve ever had…just a four phrase loop…so damn good…then it just layers gorgeousness all over the place…gahhh)

Anyway.

Wandered around town a bit more, feeling happy and inspired. Saw some friends and had some chats, then got back home.

Also did some cheap cheap shopping that meant that I came in way under budget for the day, I still have two pounds left…plus a large mushroom, some bagels two lemons, some stuffing mix, some peppercorns and an apple (which I ate) and a lovely ciabatta with roasted vegetables and mushrooms in from the italian deli place (lovely guy and a lovely samwich…which I ate).

I now have faith that I will not starve (there’s more stuff in the cupboard).

Anyway, good day. Might go out now but not sure.

Yes.