.We Belong In the Gutter Singing.

.blah blah job hunting blah blah blah. there is nothing more soul destroying than filling in all the shoddy jobs you've worked and all the repetitive shit about what makes you stand out OVER AND OVER AGAIN. also i think it's very hard to 'sell yourself' without sounding like a massive dick. "haw haw my names Tarquin and i'm ruddy brilliant guffawww". when i am rich and famous and run my own design agency, it's going to be like Sugar Ape offices in Nathan Barley. Well, maybe not quite like that, but i certainly wont hire people based on their cv.

First they will be asked to come prepared with biscuits. The standard of the biscuits will be the first indication of whether they are the 'right sort of person' to work for me. Party biscuits are a thumbs up, Digestives are a thumbs down. Dead Fly biscuits (garibaldi) are borderline. I think that's a perfectly sensible way to run a business. Actually my design agency is begining to sound more like Doug Rockets office. hmm. Maybe there's a reason people actually request CVs.

Anyway, did a little doodle and that. I was listening to some Ash and thinking about when i was young *sigh*. Now i am just HAGGARD. my skin looks like some ravaged landscape. except less poetic. Perhaps i should colour coordinate more like i did when i was a teenager. or dye my hair candyfloss again.

.I could say something educated and well thought out about the catch 22 of agencies looking for people with 2 years experience, and how they think you gain this magical 2year figure when no one will hire graduates, but to be frank, i'm a bit tired and very hungry. i've had a week of over the top wii fit-ing (no, really) and i think my body thinks it's going to starve to death unless i inhale a bar of dairy milk each evening.

.Devine Comedy.

.So I have loved Tatty Devine for over 5 years now, that's like more than half a decade! After fawning over their wares for some time, my dear friend Christine and I made a deal to buy each other a name necklace for our respective 'big' birthdays. For her 21st i got Christine hers with a star, in the quality sweet mirrored purple, and for my 18th she gave me a gorgeous hot pink 'Zoe' with a heart. Since then i have rammed my jewellery box with beautiful things, like the enamel swallow earrings, the Tate 'Artstar' necklace and the trapeze necklace which are among my top faves. Now i have taken another step to owning their entire store, and bought a lucky dip box. I love my prizes so much i did a little pic to show you just how cute my stuff is :)

What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play.

Well i am finally getting a bit of rest and getting up to date after the frantic putting together of my degree show! The industry preview was on Thursday and it opened yesterday with a private view for family and friends. I cleverly didn't bring a camera (i don't hugely like photos of myself unless i'm revoltingly drunk) but i have thieved some of me off facebook. The exhibition has been a massive success, and if you want to catch it it's running tomorrow and Monday, 10am-7pm in the Truman Brewery in Brick Lane. The entrance is on Hanbury St. and features work from illustration, sonic arts, fashion, graphics, fine art and jewellery students (or should that be graduates now?). There's definitely something for everyone so if you're local, check it out!

.Horry Potter and the Philosopher's Schlong.

.What do you get a girl for her very most special 20th birthday? You knit her a Harry Potter make-up bag of course. I don't know what else you would expect?

.Won't Fool the Children of the Revolution.

.My littlest nephew Solomon is a little over 2 now, and it's time for him to get out there and earn his keep. He's quite taken with the building trade so i've made him a little business card so he can start drumming up trade.

.Wild Horses, Couldn't Drag Me Away.

.just a little drawing from another animation in the same series. this is the punchline of the short, if i get it rendered in time i might put it up. but anyway, i quite like the picture, so here goes. also i applied for a job today at the tate. i really really really want it. but we shall see what happens i guess :(.

.Empire State of Mind.

Well the imbeciles at blogger have yet to reinstate my previous post (it's not over yet) and i am beginning to think it will never return. but here, have a little pic of the empire state building for your troubles. it's a piece from an animation i'm frantically trying to do before my assessments on monday, which themselves have been screwed up by the useless turd that runs reprographics being on the sick. i am a bucket of ire these days.