July 24, 2017
I’m building a studio. I’m 41years old (today) and I’m building a studio. In a strange twist of fate I’ve been offered the opportunity to do some of the creative things I like to do for money. It’s a slim opportunity but it’s still an opportunity. Also, I know that if I don’t pro-actively start to do the things I want to do they won’t ever happen.
We don’t have much space in our flat, certainly not enough space for much of the photography I want to try. Balancing lights on top of mountainous toy boxes and arranging props around ironing and houseplants is not working. It’s as frustrating for everyone else as it is for me, but we have an attic, a very big, mostly unused attic so I’m going to build a studio in it. I’ve spent a lot of my life being reminded that I’m not very good at things, certainly not good at any traditionally ‘male’ things, like building or DIY. I’ve generally accepted this as the truth and dutifully stepped aside to the let others do the ‘manly’ stuff with the power tools and the alpha maleness to prove. It’s only in the last couple of years I’ve started to question this and generally, I’m ok at things.
I’m not going to go overboard, I’m just going to put down a floor initially, and if I don’t destroy this reality entirely in the process I’ll maybe move onto some nice additions. I don’t want this to become a distraction from the purpose (a space for creative output). I don’t really know what I’m doing but I know which end of a drill to hold and I know where the hardware store is.
I have no idea if this will take a weekend or a year. I’ll start and see how it goes. I’ve ordered the basic components to arrive by the end of the week and on Saturday (courage allowing), I’ll start building.
My name is Robert, I’m 41 years old and I’m building a studio. It may fail awfully but then, it might not.
June 19, 2013
We actually remembered to harvest some of the edible stuff from the garden. We did pick some herbs last year and froze them but it was at the end of the season and they had mostly died down already. We’ve already left it a bit late this year as the herb garden looks like an explosion and much of it is probably far too mature but hopefully now I’ve hacked it back we’ll get some new growth.
Rather than freezing them this year we’re going to try and dry them. Vaguely following instructions from Grown your own month by month I’ve given them a good wash and left them hanging over the sink to drain a bit before moving them somewhere dry to dry out properly. They are probably tied a little too tightly at the moment but just want to get enough water off them that they don’t drip all over the floor.
The plan is to pick up some large pickling jars to store the results in once they’ve dried out. If nothing else the kitchen smells good and my hands are lovely and minty.
We’ve also picked our second crop of forced rhubarb, mum got us a Rhubarb forcer for Christmas which is working amazingly.
January 7, 2013
I have a growing collection of art prints sitting in a box in my office (mostly Tara McPherson & Jeremiah Ketner), not even collecting dust due to being sealed in an airtight container (after a minor office flood caused damage to a couple of them – this made me sad). On discovering how much cash it costs to get things framed properly and quite how crappy cheap frames can look I opted for the clearly obvious path of learning how to frame things myself from scratch. On discovering that I have not the ability, the space, or the time to make frames from scratch I opted instead for buying second hand frames (incredibly cheap from charity shops) and attempting to clean them up and improve them. I bought a bunch of paint samplers from a DIY store and some basic tools to get me started.
Here’s my first attempt. It went ok, but I really don’t like the effect of the matt paint. I need to find a different type of paint or some way of varnishing them afterwards, all of the varnishes I’ve found state they should not be used on paint (any suggestions welcome).
(the picture came from Tara McPherson’s wonderful online shop Cotton Candy Machine which you should look at. I can no longer look at it, it makes holes appear in my bank account.)
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