your tangled locks draw me in,
tugging my eyes to my phone,
turning me to stone.
release me soon,
I need to eat,
sleep, rest from your steely stare.
rigid in your bright light
hand glued to device,
ears closed to the world.
First a fall and then a cold, I’ve not really done much blogging over the last couple of weeks. I’ve been resting and sitting and staring. Looking at canvases and thinking what I should do. I’ve got a craft fair coming up and I need to do some basically Christmassy art, but I don’t know what to do. I don’t really do cute and my mind feels befuddled. At least I’ve got more than a week to go to the big one. But will I get some cards printed. I’m going to have to push myself as soon as I feel better. The digital drawing illustrating this piece pretty much sums up how I feel.
You know the feeling? You have a cute post on Facebook and you want to leave a comment. Or you read a friend is ill and you want to wish them well. Or your friend is moving and you want to offer to help?
But Facebook says! Posting has failed, or the post has been deleted, or some other problem. This is despite you creating the post yourself, and you haven’t deleted it!
What do you do? I tried looking for a page to report it. Then someone told me to shake my phone, apparently if you have a smart phone it opens up a page to report bugs.
Well I’ve been shaking my phone like a tambourine. I’ve reported lots of problems. One minute things seem OK, the next it plays up again. Maybe I write too much? Maybe I comment too much? I will definitely keep shaking my phone!
You might have seen or heard about the #faceapp doing the rounds on Facebook.
When I saw it I took the trouble of looking for the link because sometimes you can just input a photo to one of these ‘games’ and it will do whatever it does to change your image.
The results I’d seen looked quite sophisticated digitally and the results looked realistic making people look quite old. But why would I want to look at me as old… I’m already getting there thanks, add thirty or forty years to my face and it might not exist anymore! I didn’t want to post a skull staring back at me.
The app is one that you download and I thought, I don’t want to give away my image and information so I didn’t bother.
However I then found #notfaceapp on Facebook. A few people were posting their own images that they had done themselves. A sort of DIY faceapp. And some were just as they are, no alteration, and others had added props….
So here is my addition. As I said in the post this is with no flattering smoothing filter…
Want to see it?
Good morning, I am your assessor, please fill in this form.
Online, on your laptop.
I don’t have a laptop!
On your PC or smart phone then.
….. Excuse me?
I don’t own a laptop, PC or smartphone. I only have a pay as you go phone….
Well use the library….
… But the library is shut. They closed it and made people redundant. Now they don’t have enough volunteers.
Don’t you have a friend or relative to help you?
I don’t, they are all elderly.
Well, you can use the web cafe down the road.
Down the road, in the precinct.
OK, thanks….. One more question?
How do you use a computer, I’ve never owned one or used one! I’m 63, always worked with my hands, never used anything but pencil and paper. Never did IT at school, we used slates and chalk till I was ten. Finished school at 13. Went to work down the pit.
Sorry sir. You will have to find someone else to help you, your time is up!
I can use my images that are already uploaded but I can’t use any new pictures because I’ve reached my limit. Ideally I’d like to remove or delete some pictures to make more space but can’t see how to delete them off WordPress.
Maybe I should go through my earliest posts here and delete them? I mean who is going to be interested in my ramblings? I could upgrade my plan here. But then it means spending more. Should I just post to Facebook and leave here, after all it was going to be an art blog but it’s not really kept to that track, more of a muttering in the ear of a few hundred people, occasionally a flicker of recognition. So anyway, any recommendations?
It struck me that my writing is as mixed up as my painting and art. I’m interested in poetry and short stories, documenting life and writing about esoteric stuff like why the earth isn’t flat.
I sometimes ramble on around similar subjects, then get bored and throw something else into the mix – like writing about bread making, or my cats and garden.
I have a lot of thoughts flowing round in my head. I didn’t ask for them to be there. I’m irritated when Sci-fi shows have sound in the vacuum of space, or someone tells a lie about something that is clearly not true.
I was talking to my hubby about this earlier. I do not want to be different, I was going to write “normal” but perhaps I am. Maybe writers are those people that stick to a specific narrative or genre? Or maybe not. I know I don’t do much research about things, most of my writing is imagined or recollected from books and TV programmes.
I started out thinking it would be purely an art blog, a way of selling my paintings, but it’s morphed. I write mors here than anywhere else and I hope it doesn’t get snatched away. I never check how much content I’m creating. It just flows….. And I was once asked why I don’t have adverts… I don’t like them! I keep seeing photos of lemons, or some green gunk that clears up skin problems…. No, sorry, I’m not happy to sell it….