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Date: 05 June 2006 13:31:39
Oooh where to start:
Long week of half term now over it's back to real world, real life for me now...
Ended the holiday with a little bit of me time, going to see a play in London (and onto that in a second)...
No more keeling overs, although did have to take my arm to A and E, such was the level of non-sleep through lack of arm feeling comfortable anywhere. In the end, after a serious amount of arm mangling and x-raying, the bone was declared to be fine but bruised (hah! I could have told them that, the entirety of the skin around the elbow was covered in a large dark mark for a start). Then, while attempting to move without moving my arm I fell over and clobbered my little finger. Tis swollen up now and looks very amusing. Apart from that have a huge bruise and lump on my leg which I hadn't noticed and only found out about when wifey said 'how did you do that!' All told I'm in pieces :)
Then a friend told me he'd found a typo in book 2. Well gutted I was. Verily.
Anyhow, the play. Went to see Dawn French, June Watson and Alison Moyet in 'Smaller' at the Lyric Theatre. Top, top stuff. Enjoyed every second although the first couple of scenes, with Dawn French pushing June Watson around in a wheelchair, where more moving than I'd expected them to be... I went because, as regular reader will know (hi mum etc etc) I'm a fan of AM's music and writing so I wanted to see what she would do with a dramatic role... Like I say the message of one sister caring for her disabled mother while the other runs from the situation was deftly handled and performed... June Watson, playing the mother, gets hardly a mention or credit and yet she was the key to the piece. Imagining Dawn French and Alison Moyet as sisters is not so much a stretch of the imagination yet JW pulled the threads together in a very graceful manner, although with some of the language on show graceful may not be the first word that comes to mind. It did inspire me enough to go back to my Alison Moyet comic site (www.ode-to-moy.co.uk) which was one of my lunch-hour projects when I was at DI, in much the same way that Library of Everything (www.libraryofeverything.co.uk) was. Haven't uploaded the new piccies yet, but there's ten of ‘em that fell on the page on the tube journey and the train journey after the show.
Which brings me neatly on to:
was reading the chewing pixel comment on Alan Moore's work ‘From Hell' and found it an interesting piece, albeit briefer than I like to read when it comes to his writing. Certainly as Hawksmoor and Wren are on my current list of research for Sylver book 3 (oooh a clue) it caught my interest. You can find the brief discussion here: http://www.chewingpixels.com and I'll be back there checking out the progress...
Anyhow the reason why it brought me to that tangent was that I was wondering where we draw the line, as believers, in the content that we produce, in chat, thought, work and the rest. Sylver 2 had a couple of scenes that are close to the wire, the comic that I drew a while ago contained a very grim message put across as delicately as I could manage and the next project bar two or three is set in a very grim and grimy world... Believable but by the same token unpleasant. I've not censored the content because for a start it's not that far from what is on the news night in and night out. I'll be intrigued to see what people think, although this particular story is a good 18 months away from the page if it even happens that early. The reason why I continue with such tales is because, once, when I had the comic I had in mind boucing around the inside of my head I sat in a discussion at a Christian week away not listening to the content and trying to work out where it was I wanted to be going with the stories I wanted to tell... The end of the comic was a flash of white glowing hope but the journey to it goes down some pretty ugly avenues. After a while of silent prayer and waiting I had a feeling that I was missing something obvious. Cure speaker saying something along the lines of: you think it's nice the content of the Bible? You think it's pleasant for God to see written what happens to his Son? Sometimes the truth of an unpleasant action serves to underline the brilliance of a positive conclusion.
Hmm how did I get there? Am waiting for sponsorship files to upload at work and typing this between each file... Brief scan offers no answers... Oh yeah. Sugar coating the message helps no-one. Recently read Dinner with a Perfect Stranger and enjoyed it a lot, then went onto a book which I shan't name which I am not enjoying in any way shape or form. Keep meaning to go back to it but it's a chore rather than a pleasure and can't see myself finishing it....
Sidetracked sidetracked... off to try and tick off many of the things I need to tick and chase.
Currently listening to: A sleepy arts centre. Currently playing: juggling chaos. Current socks being worn: Homer Simpson: better to never try than to try and fail. Currently prayer requests: For Sandra, Lukas and Magdelena.