There was a point in time where R. used to title all of her posts with marginally adapted titles of songs.
All her blog posts were largely of photos in psychedelic colours, flowers, blurry shots of leaves & pictures of skittles. You could tell right away, this blog was unashamedly the blog of a hippie.
In tribute to R. I have titled my post thus…
Spent all Sunday afternoon vectoring my self-portrait (Gravatar on the sidebar and below). I had stupidly made this on Photoshop with paths but didn’t realise the genius of vector shapes. (Scalable unlike pixels which lose resolution)
I have learned, painfully, the error of my ways – had to do a google search but once figured out it was a fairly simple yet laborious task to convert all my saved paths into vector shapes.
Then spent all evening vectoring my plastic-thinga-ma-jig below (Make Your Own Design Kit).
It was a terribly nerdy sunday, but enjoyable. I even used my desk.
This can go on my imaginary business card – or a digital business card. Or a T-shirt – or maybe just a postcard.
There are I’m sure many versions of this all over the internet but this is my mouse, sharpener, pens, and usb.
I had a great idea for a novelty product
See this ‘ere chicken? When you squeeze it a gooey egg pops out of it.
Imagine that was a woman (a rubber woman obviously). She’s wearing a miniskirt and a black bra and of course she’s pregnant. When you squeeze her out comes the egg and inside is floating a little baby!
In a way if I could get this made it would be a nice little addition to my baby/pregnancy project. It would also make a great baby shower gift.
This guy came on ‘Bargain Hunt’ with a 100 year old beautifully illustrated cardboard theatre. He even had hand-made sound effects (You shook a cylinder for thunder & lightning). Unlike the multi-talented Emma, I cannot knit or make lace nor do I have enough space for a proper dolls house. But I think I can manage a paper flat pack illustrated theatre. My drawings look flattish anyway so I think it’ll work. (If I can stop blogging/facebooking and organising my photos that is)
The last sunday I ego-surfed and if you type only my surname into google I come up on #9. Being a mega-geek this was terribly exciting.
This must be what famous people feel like, except #9 on google rankings is as close to fame and fortune as I’m going to get.