Rambling

My last post was a bit of a downere, admittedly since getting back from america i've been stuck in a rut. Mainly money issues, jobless, boredom, lack of motivation and inspiration.

I feel as though i'm rising out of it though, and hopefully soon i shall be back to my usual self, with too many ideas rather than none at all.

I had an idea whilst walking last night. I don't know if much potential lies in the idea, but i had an idea, something which has been rare to me recently.
I want to record silence, and then play it back at a higher volume. Not so that it becomes static. I just want to emphasise the noises in silence-because silence doesn't exist and thats the beauty of it.

My favourite time of day is dusk, just before the sun reaches its complete setting point, when the street lights switch on -there's a stillness, if just for a moment as though the world is listening, and you can hear the earth breath. It is likely that certain environments provoke this whilst in others it would be none existant, and you yourself in that moment must be in the state of mind to experience it, it's peaceful.

This is something i can't attempt to portray through art. I fear that i may ruin the moment by trying to capture it. You can only tell the world to listen, you can't force them to practice the art of listening, you can't expect then to listen-just like you can't expect them to understand. And that leads to question, what is the actual point of it all, must there be a point. Does there have to be an answer? sometimes it's nicer not knowing, somethings are better left alone, because the mystery is more thrilling that the assumed satisfaction of knowing. and the thing is...i don't know.
Maybe i'm trying to force something, something which is a lot simpler than i'm making it out to be. Simplicity can often be more complex than we first assume.

I don't know. I don't know what?

I'm bored

i'm bored

im bored of milton keynes

i'm bored of art

i'm bored of being average

i'm bored of money

i'm bored of not having any

i'm bored of my hair

i'm bored of ciara being better than me

i'm bored of my songs

i'm bored of my paintings

i'm bored of restrictions

i'm bored of expectations

i'm bored of mess

i'm bored of not being able to sew

i'm bored of my language limitations

i'm bored of my imagination

i'm bored of my reality

i'm bored of my street

i'm bored of carpets

i'm bored of screaming inside

i'm bored of being emotionally impaired

i'm bored by my inabilitys

i'm bored of time

New York

Having been back from America for over a week now i though it was about time i posted about it.

New York is amazing, there's so much to do there, although not being 21 for another 2 months left me pretty limited in the evenings. Two days was not enough at all, not to cover everything i wanted to, especially when having to consider other people in our party. We did all the touristy stuff, the stuff you cannot come back from New York without being able to say you'd done it.

The first day we walked down Broadway,we visited the ground 0 site, did a boat tour of the coast which covered the Statue of Liberty, the brooklyn bridge and the manhatten skyline. We went to Grenich village which was lovely, got turned away from a number of bars and bought some New York cheesecake.

The second day we went to the Empire State building, up to the 86th floor and admired the view, took a stroll down times square, central park and into the Moma ( as an art student its considered illegal to leave New York without visiting at least one gallery), found The Strand, 18 miles of books, i think we speant at least an hour in there, and then Allabaster Books, which was another amazing bookstore.

I definatley need to go again, at the legal drinking age and for longer, There's so much there to see, gallerys, shops, cafes.

Sad seaside village

Adventures often pop up and suprise you, and often they are the most insightful ones. Last weekend I went on a Norfolk holiday with some friends from uni and we went on a bike ride. On seeing a sign post pointing to Happesborough our quick trip to the village shop for milk, turned into a full blown 5 mile bike ride to the disappearing seaside village. Happesborough is known in England as the village that is quite literally falling into the sea.

One path quite suddenly stops where the road has fallen and all that remains is a jagged cliff edge overlooking the beach. A stairway stands unattached to anything, a temporary structure suspended in time.

Happesborough fasinated me, the beacheds covered in debris, the abandoned houses on the edge of the cliff, the desolate caravan park-one house stood quite stubbornly right next to the drop, the windows replaced by wood having been smashed in by the wind with a handwritten sign reading;
                               "This house is still lived in and will be until the sea gets too close!" 

(i thought the sea was already too close)
All the surrounding houses have already been evacuated and demolished, so this little house stands quite alone. It made me think of the old man in "UP" who refuses to move, and i really hope one day soon balloons with rise from the broken tiling and off it will fly.
It was all quite sad really, but then Happesborough isn't exactly a happy place, the sea is eating it.

The Sea and the maiden

There once was a woman
who was courted by many
but her one love was the sea.
So after turning down the hands of many amiable and handsome,
rich and humble men
she turned her eyes to the sea;

"Oh my love" she whispered
"my love" said she
"why can i find no man like thee,
so vast, so deep, so uncontrollably free
you are the only one for me."

And with her words the waves surged in
wanting her, grasping at her bare feet
but a las this love could never be
for the sea would surely devour her.

So from it's depths sea created a man
to match it in its beauty,
Pearls for his teeth, his hair perfect waves
his eyes the deepest of blues
Yet the man could not speak for the sea has no voice
but still he went ashore.

On seeing her love the woman she cried
tears of perfect happiness
As the one that she loved did ascend from the tides
In all his beauty, his eyes so wise
as the sea has seen many centuries of lives.

So the two of them married
and for many years lived together
happy in eachother arms

but as time went on the sea grew sad
for there were still many adventures to be had
still many boats to sail the oceans
still many creatures to roam the depths.

And so one night when the moon was high
the Sea looked at his wife and bid her goodbye
and with one step he was gone with the tide
leaving the woman with tears in her eyes.

For to her the greatest adventure had been
the love they had shared, the happy times she had seen
so stripping of her clothes she ran into the waves
into her lovers arms to be saved.

The Sea and the maiden
the maiden and the Sea
until the end of days
together will be.

By Roisin Callaghan
(20/05/12)

I spent the weekend in a house by the Norfolk coast, i wrote this on the beach.

Tie-dye Thursday

Today was such a good day. I finally felt productive, getting up and heading straight out to meet some friends in town rather than just sitting round for hours on my laptop. We spent the majority of the day tie-dying which was a lot more challenging than we had originally anticipated, but the results were worth it.
I'm normally quite sceptical when it comes to tie-dye, but i think when you control it yourself there's a new element added to it and it was generally just a really fun way to spend a day.

House

There are so many things to look forward to in my life at the moment, and i dread when all the excitment comes to an end. Luckily for me one of the things i'm excited for lasts two years.
My house next year.

To be completely honest i can't really remember how it looks but my current house isn't hard to beat, with the screaming toilet, cracked ceiling and mould. Of course I'll miss my housemates and our crazy outbursts and random dances in the living room.

But I'm excited to live with four of the friends I've made this year, and all girls so finally decorating the house and making it look lovely is something i can look forward too. I keep seeing things on DIY blogs and in Oh Comely magazine that i cannot wait to try.
We're also going away this week, my new housemates and I to a house in the Norfolk countryside which has got me all excited.