30 December, 2014

Tuesday; So Very Hairy (part 1)






I drew a two part comic about my hair growth because it's done a lot of changing in the past few years of life. But then I realised I used too many pages for part one and part two feels a little rushed. Then again my life is currently rushed.
It's a metaphor or something. Part two will post tomorrow, while I go romping around for New Years Eve.

I want to say that the past year has been a really fast year and WOW WE'RE NEW YEARS ALREADY but in reality 2014 has been the perfect speed for me. It had lots of things happening and didn't go too fast, or too slow, and now we are here and I am something like 26 days away from leaving the country. Things are happening.

I've set up a Youtube account in preparation for the likelihood of me making vlogs next year. It hasn't got much on it right now because I'm still testing the waters, but I guess if you like you can peep.

I went to get my photos today and have realised that now that I have so many cameras I shoot photos from the same day on multiple rolls of film, which gives me the excuse of not really posting things in chronological order (as though I did ever). Photos AND drawings in queue? That can't be.
I guess I'll do all the scanning and things now so I can do adult things like drinking and taxes for the next few days. Queuin' up.



Hairy babies,
Annie.

23 December, 2014

Tuesday; Hella Bro

I made Michael a thing for fun.






I started drawing this before I came up with a sequence, so the first 2 pages make me sound way more romantic than I am (since I am not, like at all). I've been making a thousand little notebooks, which I'll take photos of soon. Meanwhile, click on these guys and pretend you're flipping through this tiny thing horray! It's about the size of my hand (real small) and one of a kind. 

I have plans to use all my other 10 page notebooks for this kind of thing, and might actually plan a few out before drawing them this time. I have so many notebooks. If anyone wants a scraggy notebook let me know, I'll probably have one suitable. 
I've been hoarding paper since I was 7 years old and started cutting Sunday comics out of the newspaper my uncle bought. Considering I've moved 4 times and traveled even more times, my current collection of what was collage paper is enormous, so I've been thinning it down before I leave to make so many so many notebooks. I have made 18 so far in two nights. I also have a ton of paper at the end of notebooks and sketchbooks that have a few pages left at the end. Upcycling is messy and fun. 

Today the photo man forgot my name, and gave me a "Christmas discount", bless him. It's been at least a year and I still don't know his name though, so forgetting mine is very forgivable. 
Mick opened his gift today because I pressured him to and wanted to look through what I got him anyway. David Shrigley is amazing. I didn't recognise the name, but a quick Google image search tells me that I was already in love with this guy without knowing his name anyway. Artist crushes. Hard life. 
I'm probably going to spend Christmas Eve at my aunt's eating the most amount of turkey I can possibly fit inside my body, and Christmas Day back home making another batch of notebooks because Mick is probably working. I keep telling people that if they want any of my notebooks to please tell me but I don't think anyone does so I'm not sure what I'll do with all these notebooks. Eat them. Nourishment.
I might do a Christmas drawing later, on Christmas. It'll be fantastic horray!



Merry Christmas, live forever,
Annie.

18 December, 2014

Thursday; November Sketchbook

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I've posted these bits on my sketchbook, alongside some other character iteration games ft. Effy, but here they are in all their glory.

Silka and I went to Watson's Bay yesterday (yesterday? It feels like last week) and I took a thousand photos, but I feel like I either snapped the film or screwed up the winding dude because it keeps telling me I've only taken 10 photos. Which is definitely not the case. Hard life.

Today, Mick and I bought new shoes (something Mick has been doing a lot of lately). I haven't bought new shoes since my sandals, which are already more worn out than my Dr. Martens. New shoes make me feel weird inside. Grey is the perfect coloured shoe next year for the only two wardrobes of clothes I'm allowing myself to bring. Speaking of which, I've finally started packing with a little over a month until departure date.



Packing updates soon,
Annie.

10 December, 2014

Diannie; Hair > Pub > Beach





It's a pretty good sequence of events to fit under 48 hours. Coogee Ayon might be the best Ayon ever caught on film. The other half of the Coogee trip will be up when I finish the second Yunon roll, which might be forever. Now that I have four film cameras to choose from, I'm finishing rolls slower, but I have really nice looking photos horray?
I am currently very updated with my photo albums, thanks to not being updated with them for about a year. All my film rolls are now in cardboard albums. They all look very proud.

I have been watching a lot of NCIS because who under the sun doesn't love this show? Amazing.
I've also started my Christmas shopping, which is always a lot more difficult than I intend it to be. Really, it's nice to have an excuse to go out and buy things for other people, but I like that process to be organic. Mick's family likes to do the Christmas gifts thing though, and I'm happy to go with it.

Recently I came to the conclusion that I should just pack two different wardrobes for next year in terms of colour. This is a lot harder than I thought it would be. I own a lot of mismatched clothing because sometimes I can't help but own and wear it with other things that mismatch. Markets can do that to a person.



Drawings, drawings,
Annie.