Showing posts with label craft fair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label craft fair. Show all posts

Sometimes I'm wrong

Posted by Jona8than | Labels: , , , , , , , | Posted On Tuesday, December 2, 2008 at 3:33 p.m.

So my belief that my interview with the Banff Centre was horrible, may have been a little unfounded; or perhaps it was horrible but the other candidates were worse, for I got the position. Yes, I will be the next Visual Arts Studio Work Study person this coming April till November. Very jacked about that. I found out Saturday morning, finally checking my email since Tuesday while at my friends house in Port Au Port. Turns out they had been trying to call me, but having phone problems. So yeah, going to Banff.

I was out on the West Coast of Newfoundland for the West Coast Craft Fair. I went to assist with the St. Michael's Printshop Booth. We were there from Wednesday [after the 8 hour drive of course] and drove back yesterday. I had a rad time bumping in to people, and hanging with the best friends. There was some drinks, and pizza, and just great relaxing moments. Talked about grad school with some of my professors, and was positive, but Banff will come first now.

Just had a really good time, and showed some people my new prints. Even had a little talk with a class. Showed them my work, and told them about what I have been doing. Mentioned the Don Wright Scholarship a lot as well, hopefully it will inspire some more applicants this year.

Aimed at using some of the time over in Corner Brook as some sketching time for my art, but that didn't come about. Which is fine, I did other wonderful things. Just got to work on some new pieces. I got a litho stone there just waiting for a drawing, and a lot of plates to edition. Just got to get to work.

Figured since I have mentioned putting up work before, and showed some work in Corner Brook, then perhaps it is about time I put some up now. [Notice that my photography skills are horrible.] The works have titles and all that, but they're written down somewhere and not in the mood to type them. They're all aquatint, drypoint, etching combinations. Zinc plates.










I have a lot more. And want more for my show in April. April is looking to be a good month, with having my art show and then off to Banff for the work study. I am still worried about surviving to April. The winter months are hard. Was hard getting back at my work today as well, been away a week from it, or more, because of new job. Been thinking on typography lately, and incorporating text and word into works. Most of my work is drawn from that, but it isn't acknowledged so much.
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I'm in love, I'm in love with your Strict Machine

Posted by Jona8than | Labels: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Posted On Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 8:22 p.m.


I started working at a call centre today, well, the training anyway. I'm not going to like it, that's just ensured by my starting attitude. I don't want to like it. People have told me that it is one of the nicer call centres in the city. So training, hard to stay awake. Lack of coke does that.

The essential problem with this job, at first, it the wait for the pay cheque. They do that hold one week, pay you after two weeks deal. So basically in three weeks I'll get paid. That makes it hard for a boy to pay his bills. Not a whole lot of hours at start either. Fuck, it's going to be a tough time financially in the next few weeks. The rap music has been playing a lot lately. Some music is more suitable for some stages.

Doesn't help I'm going to West Coast this Wednesday to next Monday for St. Michael's at the West Coast Craft Fair. Cuts down on my workable hours. I need to go over though, I need to discuss my master's application with some of my professors. As well going to try to get to the Crossing to pick up some of the stuff I left there way back in frigging April. I'll never be able to get it across the rate I'm going with money, so actaully cheaper this way. NEED MY SUITS!

I had a really good day here yesterday at the shop. Worked on some of my etchings, starting some new plates [ ...yes, always starting new plates]. Daniel Hughes, as mentioned previously in the blog, came in and we etched his hard ground plate. I printed his etchings for him, and they turned out beautiful. That fucker can draw. And this fucker here can print'em. I do like the idea of printing for other people. Interesting projects would be good. Master Printer Jonathan Green? Masta Printah, that's better. I should make an offer to help him with his edition. A few printer's proofs and little fee would be nice as well.

Dan, John, and I then went to the David Blackwood show opening at Emma Butler Gallery. I got to meet David Blackwood, which, I got to be honest, was a big deal for me. I took his art book out as a child, teeager, and a few years ago. He has been an influence on my printmaking most definitly. Hand drop aquatint fiend because of him. Got to ask him some questions on his colour technique; good answer which I'll be putting to use.

I had a good Thursday as well, drinking with art stars, strippers, and afterhour bars. But no need for details, but let's say it was wild. Great night.

At the moment, it is raining outside, pouring. I bought a pair of brown homemade socks from the Craft Fair, perhaps I shouldn't of. But needed, wanted them. Ran into a girl, ran into a few girls actually, making me wish I had showered. Cleaned my act up. But c'est la vie. One was interested in my art, another I may be doing monotype painting with soon.

BTW That's a 147 condoms in that box, a quart of screech, and a lot of India. Ladies, I'm always around
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Hands are scarred and ink ingrained

Posted by Jona8than | Labels: , , , , , , , , | Posted On Wednesday, November 19, 2008 at 6:50 p.m.

I just ate two doughnuts. All I ate today. I know one day my body will fail me, because I fail my body. I wonder if it will be soon.

I finally picked up my money from Bianca's yesterday. Wasn't as awkward as I thought, was quick and out. Enough to pay my bills, well, not all of them, the apartment bills. Save a little to get by on.
I had an interview for a call centre today, that seemed to go well. Then I had an interview for a big arts centre in say..Western Canada, that could of went better. Fucked that up. I fuck up everything good for me. Sometimes I redeem myself. I always have to redeem myself. Only sometimes do I do it.

I helped set up the St. Michael's Booth at the Newfoundland and Labrador Craft Council Fair today, after the interviews. The craft fair looks good, a lot of interesting booth and work there. People put so much work in to their booths and presentation, and it reflects so well. St. Michael's looks really nice. A print of mine is for sale there. Looks swell matted. All the money goes towards the shop, so a good cause.

I finished an edition yesterday, of a bigger intaglio print. Just a little less than half a plate. That was good. Used colour for first time in a long while, as well as tried out some Fabrianano Tielpolo paper. Went really well.

I wish sometimes I could get it all together. I take time, drag my feet a little. I think I'm doing fine though, just self doubt is a mind killer.
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