Month: <span>October 2007</span>

Published October 15, 2007 by

Chairs the environment and Dostoyevsky

It hardly took a whole lecture on chairs to convince me,

I want one of these:

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A Barcelona Chair.

I really like them.

It’s a chair with a long history in design, iconic – very modernist but also with the magic of agelessness.

Not perhaps your ultimate comfort item but if I ever say owned a design company or had a nice little office somewhere, I’d be tempted. A black one. The authentic ones are worth $2k so I guess $400 on Ebay is a steal… maybe some day.

Meanwhile, on Amateur Theology, Geoff’s been talking about consumerism and the lecturer today did point out that post modernism eats consumerism like pie – that might not be word for word.

Oh, and I’m supposedly meant to be posting about the environment for Blog Action Day.

So here it is:

I like the environment.
I think God cares about us helping take care of the environment.
I think God is right.

And there was that interesting quote from The Brothers Karamazov (Which yes I am attempting to read at the moment and yes is by Dostoevsky and no I am not reading it in Russian, someone has kindly translated it – I’m not that clever – infact I’m having enough trouble understanding it in English and the fact that the characters have about eight variations on their names each):

“Yes. But could I endure such a life for long?” the lady went on fervently, almost frantically. “That’s the chief question – that’s my most agonizing question. I shut my eyes and ask myself, ‘Would you persevere long on that path? And if the patient whose wounds you are washing did not meet you with gratitude, but worried you with his whims, without valuing or remarking your charitable services, began abusing you and rudely commanding you, and complaining to the superior authorities of you (which often happens when people are in great suffering) – what then? Would you persevere in your love, or not?’ And do you know, I came with horror to the conclusion that, if anything could dissipate my love to humanity, it would be ingratitude. In short, I am a hired servant, I expect my payment at once – that is, praise, and the repayment of love with love. Otherwise I am incapable of loving any one.”

Love well. Love real.

Books Design Life Uni

Published October 14, 2007 by

Invite Inkjet

Today Geoff and I printed wedding invites – well half of them… It turned out that inkjet or paying someone was our only option, as the paper I’ve bought doesn’t run through a laser printer due to too much texture (Which really isn’t much at all) and the printer not being hot enough. Inkjet’s a slow going, but my lovely printer (thanks Geoff) has done a marvelous job. Sure a font strangely disappeared when I got into change something in Indesign DESPITE it still being installed AND showing up elsewhere, and the page I tried printing just now went a bit funky – I think it’s had enough – but I’m happy, because thus far they look really good, and after we track down a guilettine and cut away and fold and stick and tie and whinge how we should have done them less fiddly, they’ll be even better.

I shall give evidence when I have a completed item but for now… I’m going to bed.

General Wedding

Published October 13, 2007 by

Give me the streets of Manhattan, the quiet waters

Steph was kind enough to leave a comment about ‘day-to-day life being captivating through my eyes’ – I was (and am) quite flattered. My days aren’t usually quite as eventful as they could be, but it seems today has thrown the contrary.

My sister moved in today – I will post about my wonderful previous housemate as a kind of commemoration thing but will wait until I upload a photo first. The short of it all, is that my housemate Isobelle is going to Thailand for three months and thus has moved out.

Laura, my sister (and my twin might I add – no I am not joking) moved in today. So Geoff and Tim and I spent this morning helping her move furniture from one suburb to the one a few over.

About lunch-time I received a distress call from Paul (Geoff’s housemate) trying to get on to Geoff, it turns out that in the time it took for Paul to wander down the street to get a pie was all the time it for a burst water pipe in the upstairs bathroom of my future house, to leak through the floor and into the kitchen downstairs. When I say leak, I mean quite extensively… through downlights and the like enough to soak several towels through and more.

Geoff and I eventually got there (Paul scurried off to a conference at church – he did turn the water and power off) to be met by three individuals who’d had a little too much to drink, one of them was graciously pissing on the back fence. No huge dramas there, but still not overly pleasant.

Found the number for real-estate agent, and the landlord – whom we’ve never met – turns out to be a builder. He rocked up with his electrician friend all of 20 minutes later and checked everything out. So the plumber was to show at 6:30pm (we assume Paul’s taken care of that) and a guy came to dry the carpets out and Geoff is now staying here tonight (remember Laura’s here now so it’s all okay), you cannot possibly sleep with two massive fans that have to run 24/7 (carpets).

So my tale of woe (or drama) and overuse of  brackets () should conclude there but I still haven’t mentioned that I came out to my car later on and found that my driver-side lock had been mauled by someone trying to get in so I now have to do an ‘Analise’ and open my driver side from the passenger seat or crawl across. I am not impressed. I’d have rather they taken my bomby old 1986 Corolla – I’d have liked the insurance money.

There it is. Captivating? Maybe not, but certainly full of excitement. Oh for a quiet Saturday. I am tired and still haven’t done half the homework I should have, Geoff is asleep behind me and I’m thinking that bed too sounds like a kind and certainly more gentle proposition.

Humor Life

Published October 10, 2007 by

Dress Alterations

bride_paper_2_911.jpgIt’s nice that dress makers know what they’re doing – because if I went chop, chop, chop along the edge of my wedding dress it wouldn’t end prettily. That is however, how they do it. Relatively free-hand, while you stand there telling yourself that they do know what they’re doing and then you relinquish the lovely thing over for a month or so and hope it comes back better than when you submitted it to the knife.

In a remote way it seems a little like my experimental sewing endeavors. It’s a wonder they don’t make you sign something that says you’ll not be irate if it comes back wrong… but then where would my confidence be?

Wedding

Published October 9, 2007 by

Where was I?

I really do love being back online. It’s like returning to an exceptionally good book wondering, ‘Now where was I?’ only to a lesser extent. Anticipation or something… at least with blogging.

While I’m on the whole, ‘Now where was I?’ jaunt, let me advise:

If you are in university and planning on getting married, either take six months off and/or pay someone else to do the brunt of the organising. Unless of course you don’t mind having no headspace left for anything else. As much as you think it would be reasonable to ‘stop thinking about it all’ (because that would be and is obsessive) it doesn’t really happen. It lurks like black octopus gunk in the corner. True, I should cut back my evenings doing other things but that would eventuate in a ‘having no life’ situation which is also less than desireable.

Today however, I feel on top of things, even if I’m not. The poster for uni that I freaked out about didn’t do so badly and hey there is other homework to be done, but it will get done, it always does.

Flowers are still the bane of my existence, as none of what I like are in season (or what I know of), invitations have progressed to the ‘almost printed’ stage and I’m about to embark on yet another trial and error sewing experiment re: a veil, because I don’t know if I really want one yet and I’d rather pay $15 than more. I have looked up stuff online, and borrowed a veil that I could potentially use (which is a great length, but I don’t like the fluted edge) and to be frank, I feel a bit off a mooch borrowing someone’s ‘only item that they are keeping’.

The adventures continue! You could complain that you’re not seeing much else except weddings on here, let me redirect you to my brain and let you know that you’ve got it good, real good. You have the luxury of switching it all off.

Life Wedding