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I really would like to start a business personalizing children's furniture. Just the other week I turned my bedroom into a mini artists studio. My uncle found this scruffy old wooden chair in a skip ...not sure what he was doing going through a skip but that is besides the point, he also found me a very old musty 'Painters of the 19th century' book which may very well be doused in human piss I don't know why but I always suspect men like to wee in skips. Anyway, here is the book




I tried to start reading it and did in fact succeed until about the second page then I gave up. So back to the chair here is the finished product.

Pros of the idea of making more of these and selling them include

• Its is LOTS of fun
• I get to drink milkshake and check twitter while I'm at 'work', something Im actively looking to be able to do in a career.
• Its putting my art degree to good use, even though its not really but people wouldn't have to know that.
• Children love colourful furniture.
  
• I don't know of that many companies/people who specialize in creating personalized children's' furniture.

I don't want to list the cons of going ahead with this because I'll manage to talk myself out of doing it. I guess my main concern is money. I hate money so much.






The only small error with this one, which can you believe it, I have only literally just thought about it. This is an adult size chair haha, how stupid am I. I didnt even think about it when I started painting it or even imagine a design in my head I just thought "ooh thats a plain chair it would look so much better with paint on it". A similar wave of thought occured when I painted this chair which actually belonged to the company that I worked for (sort of). I was bored one day and it kind of happened in a trance,




it looked really sad and plain so I just harmlessly spruced it up a bit then afterwards panicked and felt like I needed to get rid of it so I took it round my friends and put it in his house.No one will ever suspect me! Its got to be done, living on a privately owned island it does get pretty boring so you go through every way possible to relieve yourself from boredom even if that means what some might call "vandalising property" I call it making the world a more colourful and interesting place :)

"I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night"

One of my favourite nights when I was living on the island was when I went out at low low tide in mid-August, when the water between two of the islands had went right out. We went at the perfect time when the tide was at it's lowest so about two in the morning. We took torches because it was otherwise, absolute blackness. The same night a meteor shower was occuring, the Perseids meteor shower and so as I stood right in the middle of the channel between the islands, hundreds of crabs scutteling around my feet and millions of starfish and glittering phospherences, turned off the torch and looked up I saw literally hundreds of shooting stars that night.

Roseberry Topping & Saltburn

Magazine

I was reading our mam's Grazia magazine today. It annoys me how the models stand, everyday people don't stand like that on the streets, with their legs spread and with a disconcerting scowl plastered on their face as though they're about to hit you. I am totally clueless and pretty ignorant to the world of high fashion. My idea of a fashionable outfit comes from gathering evidence of what looks good from on musicians, my friends, looking at trendy, happy skinny people on fashion blogs, fictional characters on TV or just whatever baggy things the charity shops are offering.

cow field

I painted this of when my friend and I snook (snook/sneaked??..meh)into a field where I think maybe the cows were meant to be and crawled under that barbed wire so we could sit on a nice little grassy ledge over-looking a small secret beach on this little island where I lived for 8/9 months. We did have a habit of wandering in to the fields where the cows lived

Saltburn

Saltburn is such a weird name for a seaside town isn't it? Like "Redcar".

island