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  • Nov. 5th, 2009 at 12:10 AM
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You Should Play Some Music



Part of what's stressing you out is that you can't stop thinking about your problems. Whenever you try to relax, you can't stop your mind from racing.

The best thing you can do is crowd out your thoughts. And there's no easier way to do this than by cranking some music.



Dancing is optional but highly recommended. Give yourself a break from your stress and really let loose.

Or put on some of your old favorite music (happy music only though!). Sit back and remember what it was like not to be so overwhelmed.


2:15pm Wednesday

  • Nov. 4th, 2009 at 2:16 PM
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Exciting things are afoot.

I got an email back from MonkeyStack about the junior position they have next year (2 days a week free from Feb-May) with the possibility of 3 months paid work after that. Apparently it's fine if I apply. No problems at all. I need to get an application together and a showreel. I have a working reel in place, but really need to upgrade it and properly include more material.

So getting a real done has just jumped up the priority list.

Today I finished off the Dome Project (again) as the amount of material has doubled, so I have been quickly relearning ActionScript. The reason it wasn't working for me previously is because I was writing ActionScript 2 in ActionScript 3. They work entirely differently, in 2 you put code on symbols themselves. So you could have;

on (rollOver) {
gotoAndPlay(4);
}

and when you roll your mouse over an object it would move the animation to frame 4. However in version 3, you don't put the code on the symbol itself, you need to have your script on the frame, and refer to the object. I am told it's much more efficient. Much more confusing too.

I have also made a mould of the Dalek slats, and made three castings, two of them are okay, and one is terrible. I have adjusted the paint job to reflect the broken look that the slats have. I have also made a THIRD mould of the Dalek dome in the hope of getting a nice finish too it. It's okay, and I am getting all the inside details, however am getting some annoying casting lines along the dome itself. I wish I could have put the join on the inside of it, but it would have been too much of a lip to work with.

In terms of the colour scheme, I am going for Boltgun Silver, a really dark heavy silver, with black details and turquoise hemisphere/ eye rings. So like a darker 'Evil of the Daleks' look, with the circle on the gunbox from 'Day of the Daleks.' I am working on a squad of four at the moment, a Black, Red, and two silvers. They are for my 1st Doctor action figure adventure story.

I am going to try and do something different with my story, not tell the epic story of the Time War(TM) as other people do, but something that could only be done within the limited setting of a handful of figures, a few cardboard sets and some digital effects.

I suppose the advantage I have is the ability to do my own effects very well, I am considering rather than a mixture of real sets on some shots and blue screen sets that other people use, partially build sets, then using matte paintings fill in the rest of the image. Perhaps. I will have to see how it goes when I finish writing the damned thing. It's hard to write knowing you have to make every character you invent. It's like a little bullet you shoot yourself with every time you write a line.

Tonight there is a quiz night, I am not especially looking forward to it, but it could be fun.

Colonel Barker.

Tuesday. 3pm Day Two.

  • Nov. 3rd, 2009 at 3:00 PM
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It's Day Two of my life. I am trying to keep busy and today revised the "Dome Project" (more on this in a minute) and called Dan M, he has offered me a 3D modelling job later this week. It will probably take a day or two, nothing special But it's work.

I have also done a lot of mould making, as I have discovered how awesome a one piece mould can be. And when doing Warhammer figures how much more effective it is in a silicone mould. Insane really. You just dunk them in with the sprews sticking out and 20 minutes later; a working mould. No clay, no seam line. Just done. Next time I try a project like that it's without a doubt the way I will go.

I was planning on cleaning the house, however the cat has fallen asleep on the couch and I don't want to scare it. So I sat down and watched a Dr Who fan video called "The Other Side" until the cat decided to move. However, an hour later and it's still exactly where it was. I might have to force it to move away.

Today, my main aim is to really get started on a new resume. I have written 7 this year, according to my 'My Documents' folder, and I am really unhappy with them all. The one I was happy with, I handed in with an assignment and apparently my mark dropped from an 85 to 75 based entirely on how badly written it was. So I think I will really start from the top again. Well, that's the plan. A dull one, I probably didn't need a paragraph to explain, but a plan nether-the-less.

The Dome Project, I have probably mentioned a few times, but for those who are new; the Dome is an astrodome the University have purchased. They saw a demo video of some of the different things that could be done with it, and the Uni marketing department bought it. So that they could bring it to High Schools and show exciting new content on it. Try to enthuse people about University, and really give them the wrong idea of what it's all about.

What we are trying to do (well, the first years, and I am working on a special side project) is insert narrative into a circular space. The image is all around you, above you, behind you and really makes for a unique space for a story to be told. You can't simply show existing material, the framing is wrong, and in a close up on a person their eyes are behind you and their mouth in front of them.

So, we are looking at what kind of stories we could potentially tell in the space, where you are laying on your back, looking up, you can zoom and pull out the camera, but not pan left to right. It's very disorientating. Previously a lot of people have made video art, or space / ocean / falling videos for it. And that's cool, after all; it's what the space is designed for. But we are trying to open up the space and use it in a new way.

Exciting stuff, and something I would have much rather done than essay writing for a year. Sadly, due to time constraints the whole project has just been scaled down and down further and further. I was initially working on a film set in a grave.

The whole film is in the grave, from the perspective of the dead person, with all the mourners coming up and looking over the edge (at various positions above you/ around you) telling you something about their life. Starting off a little dull, but with enough hints that you get the picture that all is not right with this person. That perhaps they were murdered, or something. That's about as far as we got with the idea, as practically, it would require actors, props, costumes, a fish eye lens camera, and at least two days to shoot it.

The scaled down project is actually a lot more fun, and is an interactive space. We have a forest, graveyard and busy street. All in complete darkness, and you have a torch, (controlled via the mouse) and as you move it around you can pick out objects, and certain objects react when light is shone on them. So in the graveyard, there is a cat the will runaway when looked at.

There is a window, when you look in it, you see someone is looking back at you, who closes the blinds. There is a tree, when you move the mouse over it birds fly out of it, and up around you everywhere. Lots of little things like that. In the forest there is a guy standing, smoking a cigarette. Lots of fun things. It's largely an experiment to see what elements work really well in the space, and what ones fall flat.

The showing is on Friday, and I am going to try to get Hannah to sneak in to take a peak at the whole thing.

The latest edit for "Error's Escape" came out yesterday, with almost all the shots in the film fully animated, it's come together really well. My shots look fantastic, if I do say so myself and I am looking forward to seeing the whole film rendered and lit.

Tomorrow I am going to start work on a comic I mentioned a few months ago, an exciting adventure with Dr Who. I have got the adventure structured, I just need to write the words and draw the pictures. I hope by drawing some original artwork I will become better at it. Mr Gus tells me you get better at drawing through simple repetition and refinement. Hopefully on a 37 page comic there will be some improvement by the end.

Colonel Barker. "Why Avon? Why?"

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Geeky

  • Nov. 3rd, 2009 at 12:22 AM
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You Are a Geek



You love to learn, especially when it's about technology. No subject is too obscure for you.

You enjoy tinkering with things to see how they work. You aren't a traditional learner either... you need to hack around to figure things out.



You may have the brains to be a super rich Silicon Valley geek, but you're truly content to have your own favorite projects, subjects, and toys.

For you, being a geek is not about the glory. It's about a love of digging deep and truly understanding the world.


Career One's thoughts

  • Nov. 2nd, 2009 at 9:41 AM
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People with this temperament style can display quite contrasting behaviours. At times they will be outwardly competitive, vigorously defending and tenaciously holding to their position, particularly when challenged. At other times, however, when similar challenges are before them, they may withdraw (either physically or psychologically) from whatever is threatening them, not necessarily yielding to pressure but also not vocalising their opposition and, therefore, often appearing to others to be shy and reserved.

People with this temperament style take great pride in whatever they undertake, striving to develop expertise and often aspiring to prestigious positions. They are strong willed people who hold firmly to their own opinions without feeling the need to conform to the views of the majority. They are often able to argue their point of view with compelling conviction and will not change their views unless they are provided with irrefutable evidence.

Pressure builds rapidly for this style of person if they perceive that other people are interfering in their area of responsibility or criticising them unfairly. Their reaction to such stress is either to take a dominant stance, angrily and aggressively defending their point of view, or to merely "close off" from the offending person or situation, pursuing their intended course despite opposition, and more or less ignoring people who displease them. It is usually difficult, if not impossible, for others to predict which reaction this style of person will have. People around them can therefore find them very confusing and, as a result, may be wary of interacting with them.

They seek a work situation that has some status and prestige attached to it, where their work parameters are clearly defined and where they can be in charge of their own assignments, free from any form of external interference. They will expect to be thoroughly trained in whatever work they undertake, so that they can demonstrate competence and be free from adverse comments. They tend to find satisfaction in seeing "runs on the board" that provide them with a clear indication of their progress. Recognition of that progress, be it financial or in terms of status or other types of reward, is important to them. Their ideal work situation is one where direct management is not needed, where, for example, they can assess their own progress against previously established criteria.

People with this temperament style generally view their social life as their own business, choosing their activities in their own way and their own time, rather than being pressured into them by other people.

Summary and recommended professions:
An individual with this temperament style is an absolutely independent person with strong opinions that do not often or easily tolerate contrary views. Often idealistic, their closed-minded approach makes it hard for them to work for others, except in a role where they have a say in the outcome or can come and go as they please. Alternatively, they like creative activities. Suitable roles would include:

Aide-de-Camp; Chef; Self-employed Consultant; Political Activist; Union Rep.



Very worrying indeedy. Although I think it's 99% true, sadly.

CB

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8:50am Monday. Day One

  • Nov. 2nd, 2009 at 8:49 AM
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It's day one. I am up, have had a shower, and am already sweating like a pig. Exciting stuff.

Hannah's Mum, before we left gave us a huge bag of meat that defrosted on the way back. So now we have about three days or so to eat something like 5kg of lamb. I have no idea how to do it. We can't refreeze it, and my sister won't eat it, as I told her it was from Hannanh's Mums farm. Exciting stuff.

I am putting a list together of things I need to do, people I need to call, and will be spending the afternoon fixing up the "Dome project" FLA, there are quite a few changes that have been requested. Most of them I can do, most of them, I haven't a clue.

Over the weekend I have come out in lots and lots of pimples, that is doing plenty for my self esteem. I really want to give the house a clean, however moving causes my heart to start racing so fast it causes nausea. Thank you heat. I haven't gone outside yet, as there just seems to be this burning sensation whenever I go near the windows. I can only assume it's worse out there.

Right. Day One.

Colonel Barker.

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11pm Sunday

  • Nov. 1st, 2009 at 11:00 PM
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It's 11pm Sunday night. I am back in Adelaide. And finally watched the new SJA, Eps3-6 have really been fantastic. It's a bit sad the series has to have some trad episodes spread throughout it. Really lowers the whole tone, I think.

We have a house inspection coming up next week, the week after Doctor Who is on again (hurrah!) and I have to go into University on Friday to sort out a handful of things.

Apart from that I am free, there seems to be plenty to work on, but my main concern at the moment is getting a job, so this week I will be trying to organise some career meetings, working on my new resume, new showreel and contacting employers.

Tomorrow morning I need to get all this sorted out into some kind of order to make sure I get onto it. It's all a little bit scary, and Adelaide seems to be freaken hot at the moment. I am beginning to wish I had stayed in the Mount where is was pouring with rain. I ended up having lunch with my Mum, as I happened to be in my "home" town for about two hours in the middle of the day before the endless 8 hour bus ride home.

I am not going to do any carery things tonight, as that's really something in the tomorrow pile. I have a "Dome" project for the University to work on, and Dan (The Resident Magician) gave me a call Thursday before I left to say he had an animation job coming up this week for me. No idea how big or small it will be. Either way, it's slightly left field.

It feels kind of weird not having anywhere to go during the day now. I do have to visit Centrelink in a week or so, I have a meeting Friday, so technically I have to go there the following Monday. But when I go I loose student privileges, so cheap bus fairs and all those wonderful things.

I am feeling really exhausted after the trip, and really wish I had a clearer idea of what I was going to do or where I was going to go over the next 6 months or so.

Colonel Barker.

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3pm Saturday

  • Oct. 31st, 2009 at 2:56 PM
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I have got the two SJA's with Tennant in them, and haven't got anything to watch them on. How ironic.

I will have to wait until tomorrow night, I will be in Mt Gambier tomorrow for about 20 minutes.

CB

5:30pm Friday. Victorian Time

  • Oct. 30th, 2009 at 5:34 PM
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I spent the day on the bus, and am now with Hannah's family.

It's quite hot... 37 out here at the moment. I have the SJA with Tennant in it, but have no way of watching it. How ironic.

CB

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11am Thursday

  • Oct. 29th, 2009 at 10:47 AM
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Last day of University ever today. Exciting stuff. I have a short stories class. And it turns out that Hannah booked tickets Friday for 5am not 5pm, so I have go skip my Friday class. I have organised to drop my work in next week some time. So although I am done, I only need to go to Flinders to drop in some work.

I am about to hand in a 850 word short story called "I have a Carrot", and as a present I have decided to post it here. It probably only makes sense in context, but hell, it went down well.

I have a carrot.

I know this space really isn’t designed for me to have a bit of a rant, but I think I can probably just about get away with it. I could for instance, suggest that this story is talking about stories, or it’s like ‘The things they carried.’ I.e., a bit of a moan, thinly disguised as a story. Or I potentially could take it further and suggest it’s simply a retelling of “Diary of a Madman,” however, having said that I wouldn’t describe My Life as being a diary, nor myself as being a madman. Probably, anyway.

This document needs to work for three very specific reasons. It needs to work in three environments; it needs to be read in three- very specific, situations. It needs to be well written, highly structured; every second word must count towards the telling of a very precise story and concept. After all there are only 850 words to play with.

I am going to take you on a brief narrative diversion. As a child I liked to write. I really liked to write. I write a blog every day, and before that I kept a diary. I prefer a blogging because it can be read, because it’s legible; and because it’s free to distribute worldwide. I just need to write the words- post them, and they are free for anyone and everyone to then take a peek at. Whereas a diary, at least mine is illegible, full of lines, scribble and it can only be read by one person at a time, if by anyone at all.

But I digress. For me as a five year old, or a ten year old, the main feature of a well told story (or a good book) was simply its length. If the book was 250 pages long it was a Proper Book. For me, its value was based entirely around the number of pages, and the pure volume of words. But in your life you begin to realise that anyone can make lots of words. Anyone can write a fifteen hour screenplay. The words are in fact the easy part.

As a young writer I wanted to write screenplays, and so I wrote a screenplay. I wrote a five-hundred page screenplay. It lives in a shoebox. It used up two boxes of ink to print. And I thought it was the greatest film ever written. A bit long at four-and-a-half-hours long, but it was good. But simply covering everything that is happening in a story isn’t’ efficient storytelling. One of my favourite stories ever written simply is:

‘For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”’

A single sentence with has a three act structure, that is far greater than the sum of its parts. But, again I digress.

As I’ve said, this document needs to work in three separate situations. The firstly is; that it must be read as a single person in this class, probably alone, on a bus, in bed, on the toilet, in space- wherever. It must work on a singular level and speak to a one person. However, it won’t be read within the context of itself, it will be read directly before and after other stories. It becomes an act of a greater text. It needs to be entertaining, informative, and inventive. It needs a carrot. I would like to think it has set up a carrot, and I haven’t simply eaten it already.

The second situation it needs to work in is being read by me, aloud. With plenty of mistakes, pauses, me waving my hand about and really hoping I can get through my paragraph sized sentences without running out of breath. Writing me rather than my. Or A rather than An. I am the one I like to write for, because it’s a performance. I am an actor and you are my audience. Without this second situation I would write personal, political views without worry. But I am facing my audience, I control the reaction of my audience. And of course, I need to be able to defend every word, every line I write. I know how critically I look at everyone else’s writing and need to be able to look at my own work, critically as well.

The third situation, I probably don’t need to read aloud. There is only one person that this concerns. This is when I need to convince my tutor that these 850 words are fantastic, they are brilliant. That this adventure, this exploration is worth something. That I have in fact spent days crafting these words, laying down this structure. That I both understand what act my story is in, and what the carrot is, why the audience want it. I understand the setting, I understand my character. I understand everything that needs to be understood about extrapolating a story from the theme of another story. I need to demonstrate this, not only do I understand it, but I went with it, grabbed it by the ears and actually wrote something worth writing and it is something worth reading.

That is what I need to write. Now here, have your carrot.
 



Colonel Barker.

11:20pm Wednesday

  • Oct. 28th, 2009 at 11:21 PM
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Technically I blogged this morning, so I don't have to now. :P

I spent the day working on my self portrait for University. It looks very nice, if I do say so myself. However on a computer monitor it looks very average. But up close, I think looks amazing. :)

I also made some plaster, and did some painting. All really creative today.

CB

2:30am Wednesday

  • Oct. 28th, 2009 at 2:19 AM
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Angus is over tonight, we went out to dinner with Angus.

I ended up buying some PinkySil and Plaster of Paris. Probably shouldn't have. I made a mould of the Dalek Eye/ Gun / Arm, and have actually done two lots of casting, with various results. I need to let them set overnight before cleaning them up too much. But nothing seems to be wrong with the mould, just small air bubbles here and there, and the Dalek arm is just a bit *too* thin to mould properly.

Also the ball sockets seem to be completely impossible to align up, and I am seriously considering just going and buying x20 5mm spheres from somewhere, not sure where, but casting, cleaning and trying to get them perfect is a pain in the bottom. I haven't gotten the dome mould up and working just yet, but that's going to be a fun tomorrow afternoon job to do.

My plan is currently to make / paint x6 Dalek arm/eye/gun in the Death to the Daleks style. Then start work on the dome, after the dome I am doing to do the neck rings, but they really are in the "next week" basket. I am trying to take the project slowly at the moment. I think most of my errors have come up simply because I have made the moulds too small, and not left the 1cm gap between pieces, and my locking mechanism is far, far too small. I suspect all the small errors I have can be fixed with sandpaper or small amount of green stuff. I hope.

Right. It's late. Time for bed.

CB

10:15am Tuesday

  • Oct. 27th, 2009 at 10:13 AM
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I really didn't sleep last night, at all. We got to bed about 1:30 after Angus came over. About 2am the cat came by. And I just couldn't sleep. I am sorry if I woke Gus up, but the cat was MEEOOOWWIIINNNGGG at the window. Then about 4:30 or so she started MEEEOOORRRLLLIIING at my to leave. You can't ignore the cat, or she will start trying to rip open the bed, and jumps on you.

Fell asleep around 5:30 and woke up around 6:30. I need to stop thinking about silicone. But it's really perplexing me. I managed to get a mould of the Dalek dome working, however I didn't put enough silicone around the dome to support it, and the locking mechanism doesn't work properly. So although I have an A & B mould of it, if I were to pour resin into it, it would just run through the whole thing.

I am going to try to use silicone to build a new locking device and build up the shape of it. The guys at the store suggested I should use some plaster of Paris to make a large square around the whole thing to keep it together. The only problem is, I don't have electronic scales to measure the silicone for the new mould, and I don't have any plaster of Paris to build up. Not to mention the release agent. Three more things I need to collect. Bugger.

I am still waiting for the call from the plastics store to tell me everything was fine, I am a nob, etc. I am just not looking forward to it. I am seriously, seriously considering dropping by today and getting a small container of pinkySil to make the Dalek eyestak / arm/ gun / neckrings, while I save up for the scales, plaster etc. It's about $25 or so. But I feel like I need to make some progress on this project, it's obsessing me a little.

So potentially tonight I could have made a handful of Dalek guns and arms. Silly little bits of resin really. Not sure where the urge to build them is coming from. But it's certainly there.

It's Tuesday. Friday I finish University. People keep laughing at me, suggesting I will be there again next year. But really, there is no chance of that happening. I might be there to be a paid tutor. But next week I join the Centrelink cue.

Colonel Barker. "Jamie, one meal a day is quite sufficient."

Another quizz

  • Oct. 26th, 2009 at 6:47 PM
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EVERYONE PLEASE STEAL.

Thank you :D

What does your name mean?
Hebrew name, a famous Jew's brother.

What is your favourite store?
Adelaide Moulding and casting supplies.

Who do you miss the most in life, and why?
At the moment Danny Ward, lecturer at TAFE. He is a froody guy.

What's your favourite thing about yourself?
Probably eyebrows. Some people have really unfortunate brows.

What's your least favourite thing?
Little bits of fingernail breaking off and sticking into my skin. That hurts.

What type of music do you mostly listen to?
None.

What's your favourite childhood memory?
Watching Genesis of the Daleks for the first time with my Dad.

If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?
Probably the factory in China where the Dr Who toys are made.

What's your favourite thing to do to unwind?
Shower.

What are your plans for the day?
Shower, cook Hannah some dinner. Spend a few minutes with Angus and go to bed.

Favourite actors:
David Warner, Miles Richardson

Favourite actresses:
Lisa Bowerman, Katy Manning

Best song of all time?
Don't care.

Best movie of all time?
The Adventures of Baron Munchausen

Favorite smells:
Can't really smell. I like KFC Chicken burgers, but that's more of a taste.

Shampoo you use:
Green one, not sure of the name.

Toothpaste you use:
Again, not sure.

What's your favourite restaurant to treat yourself to?
KFC.

Your guiltiest pleasure:
Buying resin and silicone.

Anything exciting coming up in your life?
Being unemployed next week.

Who knows you the most?
Hannah, at a guess. Although she seems to often get big things wrong about me that worries me a lot.

Favourite thing to buy when you have some extra cash:
Dr Who books.

Movie that you love to hate:
There are a lot films I don't like, but none I like because I dislike them.

Song that you love to hate:
Don't care.

When's the last time you cried and why?
I really don't recall.

When's the last time you laughed so hard you stomach hurt and why?
Probably when I saw "Guest House Paradiso"

What makes you REALLY happy?
Days off when I don't have to see anyone.

If you could meet anyone in the world, who would it be and why?
At the moment probably Terrance Dicks, although I would probably immediately regret it, as
I don't think he has had anything new to say since 1996.

Favourite quote of all time:
"In all my travels through time and space I have battled against evil. Against power-mad conspirators. I should have stayed here! The oldest civilization — decadent, degenerate and rotten to the core!"


CB

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6:30pm Monday

  • Oct. 26th, 2009 at 6:19 PM
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Well, that was a shit day.

The test silicone I made last night before bed was interesting. Half of it set, in the centre, and the outside remained sticky. I opened it to find it was full of air bubbles, and because I didn't make it thick enough (I didn't want to waste too much silicone) It's too thin to be a usable mould anyway.

I need to buy a set of electronic scales to measure the weight of the silicone before I can continue. I also need to buy more PinkySil as well as some vaseline to stop the two halves sticking together. I can't afford any of that either. So I have a lot of stuff here I just can't continue with at the moment.

I went to the plastics store. Well, I started going there. I was in a bus accident on the way there. No one was hurt, a car ran into our bus. Broke some metal, but basically resulted in me waiting for 45 minutes for another bus.

When I got to the plastics store the guy there showed me how to correctly mix the material. I am sure I did everything he did, I asked him some questions about why he did certain things. For example he moved the silicone from one container to another before applying it to the surface. It also turned out that you don't use Rocket Release agent for two pieces of silicone, that is only for resins coming out of silicone. I was told the wrong thing by the new guy there. He's new, but it would explain why my moulds have been so hard to open.

They are testing the silicone at the store at the moment, I am sure it's going to turn out to be fine, and I will turn out to simply be bad at mixing the two liquids. I can't believe I have wasted $40 of this stuff so far on bad mixing. It makes me feel like shit.

After that I went to Marion shopping centre (You have to go there to get to University from the plastics store) I needed to rest my Bank password while I was there. It turns out that my bank (Savings and Loans) rather than using a 'password' like F1shF1ngers it uses a series of images in a sequence like a trike, a hat and a ball. They also specifically write you must not write down these symbols or copy them, as they can be used to access your account somehow. So, of course I forget them every time I reset them.

I have been talking with my cousin Scott, who I haven't seen in about a decade or so. I only have three blood cousins, Phill (from Uncle Jason), Janine and Scott (from Uncle Brett) however, due to a great schism (wrong word, probably) many years ago no one is talking to anyone. So I only see Phill occasionally. He has a Son, a partner and works doing something. The other two I don't see, as no one sees Janine who stays at home hugging her toy bear all day in her pyjamas (she is 20 odd), and Scott, who has a girlfriend, works and is quite a nice guy. We have nothing in common at all. I would rather be in front of my computer, or making electronics inside all day. He would rather be outside working on internal combustion engine. But we get along as well as we can.

Why the back-story? He called me a few days ago for me to collect some "Big Day Out" tickets from him, a big dance /music even that occurs (I believe in Melbourne or Sydney) every year, and it appears you can only buy tickets in person from a handful of stores in capital cities. So last week I have spent an enormous amount of time going from store to store, from Tee Tree Gully, to Marion to Glenelg (suburbs across the city) trying to find this magic ticket.

However, it seems I have just been too late every time and couldn't get him a ticket. SOO.. back on with the plot. I was at the bank, getting a password, so I could return his money. That he has been texting me about every 10 minutes for the past week or so. But I did it, because I am a really nice person.

I leave Marion and go to catch the G10 (the bus to University from Marion) howwever, as I am standing outside the door, he closes the door and drives away. As apparently I have nothing better to do than wait the 30 minutes until the next one arrives.

I get to University late, and have a lecture. It was actually the best lecture of the semester. Looking at new genres, story forms, fan fiction and new writer's. So lots of talk of the Daleks, and Rob Shearman got two plugs. It turns out the woman lecturing is a friend of his. There was already a VERY rare image from "The Chase" shown, that was printed in a fanzine and lost in the mists of time shortly afterwards.

Handed in my last essay. Whooo. Saw Carissa, came home. She is currently ignoring me as best she can. Well as well as you can when you are sitting next to a person on the bus. I am not going to bother writing about her.

Currently feeling very down, as the last three days worth of casting have come to nothing, and I get to start them again. I really can't go forward, and I don't want to waste any more material on failed castings. I have too cook dinner for Hannah, and Angus is coming over tonight. Once again people choose the worst time they can possibly visit. In four days I will be unemployed and be able to spare as many hours as I need to do virtually anything.

I am currently planning a pitch to Dan Hall for an animated Tenth Planet 4 Animation, that is the only mention the project will get anywhere on this blog. I am going to ask Derek Handley very nicely for some reference images. The worst that can happen is the project is turned down.

Colonel Barker. "Can you see anything Doctor? Any signs of life?"

4:40pm Sunday

  • Oct. 25th, 2009 at 4:42 PM
2008, Me, Shaved
It's interesting time here. Actually, things are going well. So, dull time for the blog. Last night we had friends over, ate pasta and watched "Hogfather". It's an interesting adaptation, that managed to include so much of the book, and avoid making the 'mistake' a lot of people adapting from book to screen tend to do, by adding any kind of structure to the piece. But I love it anyway.

Today I have been writing essays, editing short stories, feeding my sister's cat. All very domestic.

Probably the best thing I have done today is try to carefully scrub unset silicone from bits of Dalek without removing the paint. As it turns out that the plastic that the things are cast in is actually a nice pure white, and when a single scratch appears in the body you end up with a great white stripe.

Overnight the 'A moulds' of the Dome / Base turned out quite well, there were a handful of bubbles on the base that I am hoping after I paint it black will be very hard to see. As I really don't have the material to restart the one piece I have started!

This afternoon I restarted the gun box, cleaned the eye/ arm / gun, and started the 'B mould" of the dome/ base/ I am hoping tomorrow I should be able to make my first cast, of the Dalek dome/ base. For the first time I am not making moulds in 'squares' that can sit flatly, so I have no idea if warping will be a problem. If so, I may have to construct a box with special padding to hold the shape.

My overall plan is still to make a "Remembrance of the Daleks" cream custom, however I think I might scale my plans down to simply making a working copy before making any mods.

So, it's almost 5pm, and I have finished work for the day, as long as I don't have to do any updates to animation shots I only have a single peice of artwork to make for the whole week. Looking forward to this.

Colonel Barker. "Listen to me Group Captain, the Daleks up there have equipment capable of spotting a sparrow fall at 15'000 kilometres. If they see any sign of a military build up they may simply decide to sterilise the area."

3:45pm Saturday

  • Oct. 24th, 2009 at 4:03 PM
2008, Me, Shaved
Today has been a less than exciting day. I woke up, checked my silicone moulds, they weren't set still. It's nearly 4pm and they aren't set. I used the correct measurement 1:10 of the two materials, and yet nothing is happening. It's really perplexing.

I went to my Sisters house about 10am to feed the cats, she is away seeing her parents. That really is the most uninspired thing you can write on a blog post. And it really shouldn't simply descend into either a rant about something I hate, or a list of things I have done.

Our friend Jacqui stayed the night, Hannah and her are watching the animated series Gargoyles. It's a show packed full of film and television references that they seem to be missing. Meanwhile I sat down and, I hope finished off my Errors' Escape shots. I accidentally uploaded the same versions of the shots I handed in last week. That was actually good fun, as all the messages I got later today said "fantastic work, much better than before", etc etc. Goes to show how fickle people really are.

I have tried to make another mould of the Dalek base, using twice as much catalyst as is required, and it seems to be drying out really fast. I hope I am on to something. I have spent the last hour cleaning half dried silicone from a Dalek eyestalk, gun and arm. It's really sticky, and won't break down in anything except acid. And if I had acid it would melt the parts.

I am going to leave the Dalek 'body' in the first attempt of the mould for one more night. If it's not dry by tomorrow I take it off. The two 'body' parts have used up the majority of the silicone, and it's those parts that will make or break the project. I am really regretting not sticking with pinkySil, a pink liquid silicone I haven't had any trouble with at all. However, it's more expensive.

The reason it's upsetting me, isn't the loss of the Dalek. It's the fact my Dad went out of his way to buy this, and sat down and spent a day making up the moulds with me. It's not something that happens very often. The time with him 'doing something', rather than the moulds. And it's all fallen apart a day later. Me, scrubbing pale blue off my hands, and trying to find the money to buy more liquid.

I kind of want to go to the store and ask for a refund, or a swap. Or at least more information on how to use the blasted stuff. I half think there is something wrong with the liquid itself. It simple stuff, you mix it, pour it and wait. That's it.

In an hour or so I have to go feed my Sister's cats again. They are starved for attention. Tonight, we have friends coming over to watch films, I really have to write my short stories essay tonight/ tomorrow as it's due Monday morning.

Oh, strange occurrence. Today, I had an email from Derek Handley about a Loose Cannon recon I am working on. That's big exciting stuff. I had an email from Brendan Sheppard about a piece of animaiton he wants done, then had an email from Joseph Lidster, after I wrote to him telling him how much I enjoyed his Sarah Jane Adventures episode. Then the fourth email was from David A McIntee, commenting on my blog. It's a very weird world when you see these names pop up in your email inbox. When everything in your life is coming to a slow an gradual halt, like silicone not setting, it really gives you a warm feeling inside.

Colonel Barker

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9am Saturday

  • Oct. 24th, 2009 at 9:13 AM
2008, Me, Shaved
None of the silicone has set, it should set in 6-12 hours, it's been 24. I think I got the ratio wrong. I don't know how. I measured the stuff as best I could. I am really pissed now. Because now not only do I have a Dalek covered in unset silicone, I have used all my silicone. GodDamFuckit.

CB

For Alex..

  • Oct. 23rd, 2009 at 9:49 PM
2008, Me, Shaved
My Political Views
I am a left moderate social libertarian
Left: 4.25, Libertarian: 3.33

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3:30pm Friday

  • Oct. 23rd, 2009 at 3:28 PM
2008, Me, Shaved
Today I have spent a lot of time making "A Moulds" of a Dalek. It turns out that the brush on Silicone doesn't get a huge amount of detail. No where near the amount that the guy at the store claimed. At the moment I am waiting the 6-12 hours to see just how much detail has been captured before I start the "B-mould."

But I am 99% sure I will need to remake the moulds for the neck rings / eye stalk out of PinkySil, however will need to try and convince Hannah to let me buy the smallest tube of the material. But Again, I need to wait to see how much of it I need to redo. It's a bit of a pain. The material is lovely to work with, but very expensive.

Colonel Barker.

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