Right this dream could be the effect of a lot of drink yesterday including loads of RedBull, I'm still a bit drunk now so my apologies for typos, incoherence etc.
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So Mum and I had been invited to a sample session, basically two big trailers of free samples for us to try out. We were looking around taking what we needed and I saw these Dollmore figurines I was confused as to why Dollmore were giving away small figurines. I walked around to the otherside of the table and they were giving away SD heads. I really didn't need SD heads the only full dolls I could see was a smallish doll that wouldn't fit in with my MSDs. I then saw a doll in a box that said 'Blue Whale' on the box.
Then Alex came along and it turned out Blue Whale was a really expensive, elite sculpt. I picked it up and also it was an SD it was gorgeous. I decided that I would have it and Alex told me that it was one of those ones that people would want me to dress exclusivly in Blue Whale clothes. I took - I then cut to after the doll was painted and dressed. He was Brenton, he had this wry smile that was simply beautiful, he had a dark blonde wig, dark eyes and he wasn't as tall as some SDs. He must've been about 50cm tall so I put him next to Sebastien, I think Seb fell in love there and then (Seb was wearing a black wig, leather jacket and leather trousers. He looked amazing.) Seb was sort of holding onto Brenton's arm, which I'm not sure my detective was too keen on.
I don't know what this doll was, where the image came from or where I can find him but I know now that Brenton can't be a Limho Mono he has to be a very tall, somewhat chunky MSD with a somewhat sarcastic little smile.
Sunday, 19 July 2009
Wednesday, 15 July 2009
60 seconds worth of writing prompt
Very impressed with www.oneword.com.
Wrote this from the prompt 'Spray.'
I sprayed the plants aimlessly as I thought about the people that I was missing back home. I had no one here, no one to go to, no one to love. I thought moving away would be a relief. I thought it would be an amazing new adventure, instead here I was spraying my plants in my new green house just after midnight. this was not the life I had envisioned for myself.
Wrote this from the prompt 'Spray.'
I sprayed the plants aimlessly as I thought about the people that I was missing back home. I had no one here, no one to go to, no one to love. I thought moving away would be a relief. I thought it would be an amazing new adventure, instead here I was spraying my plants in my new green house just after midnight. this was not the life I had envisioned for myself.
My subconscious and the Wildhearts
For as long as I can remember I've been a fan of the Wildhearts but have sort of lost touch with new releases and stuff. A combination of getting all excited about going to see them in Sept and talking to a friend about them has spurred this dream.
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There I am sitting at the back of a huge auditorium with Adele, Katy, Helen. Looks like we were on some sort of school or college trip. The Wildhearts were playing and I was wondering why they sounded different but it was because CJ was singing instead of Ginger. After the song ginger introduced the finalists of a competition for someone to play with them. Although the person had been chosen every one got to sing on stage.
Gig over and a woman a few seat in front of us (actually a really arsey lady from Come Dine With Me last night. Charline?) she starts shouting at these finalists causing one to cry. Adele and I look at one another eyebrows raised, we feel the need to get out of this place and get on our lives. Mrs Hindle (a History teacher from my highschool) joins in loudly and Scottishly telling the contestant that we are not here to see her cry. Mrs Hindle then starts welling up.
We know that if we try to leave we will get in trouble so we try and sneak out, we were at the back, furthest from the door. However, behind us was a small panel and some stairs leading up, we slide out of our seats and run up the stairs Adele first. Before the rest of us are even half way up Adele comes darting back down saying there is no way through. Opposite the stairs is a steep hill leading through some old grey brickwork into what looked like a basement. We decided to go that way. There were them some steps leading back up again.
We began to climb the steps then I awoke.
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There I am sitting at the back of a huge auditorium with Adele, Katy, Helen. Looks like we were on some sort of school or college trip. The Wildhearts were playing and I was wondering why they sounded different but it was because CJ was singing instead of Ginger. After the song ginger introduced the finalists of a competition for someone to play with them. Although the person had been chosen every one got to sing on stage.
Gig over and a woman a few seat in front of us (actually a really arsey lady from Come Dine With Me last night. Charline?) she starts shouting at these finalists causing one to cry. Adele and I look at one another eyebrows raised, we feel the need to get out of this place and get on our lives. Mrs Hindle (a History teacher from my highschool) joins in loudly and Scottishly telling the contestant that we are not here to see her cry. Mrs Hindle then starts welling up.
We know that if we try to leave we will get in trouble so we try and sneak out, we were at the back, furthest from the door. However, behind us was a small panel and some stairs leading up, we slide out of our seats and run up the stairs Adele first. Before the rest of us are even half way up Adele comes darting back down saying there is no way through. Opposite the stairs is a steep hill leading through some old grey brickwork into what looked like a basement. We decided to go that way. There were them some steps leading back up again.
We began to climb the steps then I awoke.
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
Last nights randomness
Now I didn't want this blog to be a dream diary but it is sort of turning out that way. It was such an exciting dream and I was so disappointed when it turned out to be my head fucking with me.
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So there is a shop and Ben and I decide to go into it, it has very little rooms on different levels and is just full of stuff. It was beautiful. So we were looking round and Benny found some things that he wanted to buy. He did so and we continued to look around, I'd heard that this shop sold BJDs so I was looking everywhere for them. I finally find a tiny Unoa kit for £250.49.
I wanted an MSD sized Unoa so I was a bit disappointed, not that I could ever afford one. So Ben went down to pay for his thing and I asked the cashier if they had any MSD Unoas. She said yes and that she would get someone to fetch one. It was £449.50. They then put it in the bag with everything else and Ben and I moved on to go and see his Grandad.
When we arrived home, I sat in the middle of the floor (the house wasn't our house it was Dad's.) I began to open the box then I said, "you don't think they charged you for this did they?" Ben then tried to use my Iphone to access his internet banking, it wouldn't work. Then I woke up.
Some underlying interperetation to be done, something along the lines of dolls are going to undo all the hard work I've done with saving money. Tis true.
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So there is a shop and Ben and I decide to go into it, it has very little rooms on different levels and is just full of stuff. It was beautiful. So we were looking round and Benny found some things that he wanted to buy. He did so and we continued to look around, I'd heard that this shop sold BJDs so I was looking everywhere for them. I finally find a tiny Unoa kit for £250.49.
I wanted an MSD sized Unoa so I was a bit disappointed, not that I could ever afford one. So Ben went down to pay for his thing and I asked the cashier if they had any MSD Unoas. She said yes and that she would get someone to fetch one. It was £449.50. They then put it in the bag with everything else and Ben and I moved on to go and see his Grandad.
When we arrived home, I sat in the middle of the floor (the house wasn't our house it was Dad's.) I began to open the box then I said, "you don't think they charged you for this did they?" Ben then tried to use my Iphone to access his internet banking, it wouldn't work. Then I woke up.
Some underlying interperetation to be done, something along the lines of dolls are going to undo all the hard work I've done with saving money. Tis true.
Monday, 13 July 2009
First Faceup
So today I decided to embark upon the adventure of painting my floating head's face up. For those of you that know nothing about Ball jointed dolls, let me explain. The whole hobby is about customisation, amongst other things, and a lot of people paint the heads of their dolls to change its look whilst others get the manufacturers default faces. (The paint on a doll's head is called the 'faceup')
Here is the head before I'd even touched it.
Pretty unexciting.
Firstly I applied a few coats of MSC
I then applied eyebrows using a stencil I made from masking tape. It looked alright.
More MSC
Then I blushed in all the places you'd expect there to be pinkiness.
More MSC
Then the lips. Smudged them right at the end.
Washed the whole thing off. (Not very well, you'll see what I mean later)
Second attempt
MSC base coats
Drew eyebrows on holding the head upside down, no stencil. Drew on with pencil, think that's naughty. Then used a q-tip to brush black pastel over when I'd drawn the lines.
Then drew on somefiner lines within this pastel using pencil. (o.0)
MSC
Then for the lips, put red acrylic all over the lips, struggled to get it even. Still isn't quite.
More MSC
Then used pastel on the inside of the eye sockets and un the crease above the eye. This looked okay, made it into a sort of 20's style cat eye flick. Even better.
Then added flicky eye lashes. Got over excited here, they looked better before I added more liner on the lower lid.
More MSC
Blushed all the bits that needed to be blushed and added lip lines. (Need to do this with a water colour pencil, did not get the intended effect just some sort of mess.)
Cleaned up lip lines. Less mess.
Final coat of MSC
You can see on the right hand side of the picture near the nose the slightly darker patch, this is the blushing I didn't wipe off properly. It was also before the blushing and lip lines.
In natural light. Before blushing and lip lines. There are a few smudges in between the eyebrows. I noticed this too late so couldn't get rid of it.
Finished! Here you can see on the right hand side where I didn't remove the old faceup properly.
Lip lines also not great.
In a wig more suited to the face up colour and normal skintone (NS).
Lips need gloss, not quite even.
She also needs something to give her upper lids more definition. Not sure what though.
Eyelash detail is quite good I think.
Comments appreciated!
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Here is the head before I'd even touched it.
Pretty unexciting.
Firstly I applied a few coats of MSC
I then applied eyebrows using a stencil I made from masking tape. It looked alright.
More MSC
Then I blushed in all the places you'd expect there to be pinkiness.
More MSC
Then the lips. Smudged them right at the end.
Washed the whole thing off. (Not very well, you'll see what I mean later)
Second attempt
MSC base coats
Drew eyebrows on holding the head upside down, no stencil. Drew on with pencil, think that's naughty. Then used a q-tip to brush black pastel over when I'd drawn the lines.
Then drew on somefiner lines within this pastel using pencil. (o.0)
MSC
Then for the lips, put red acrylic all over the lips, struggled to get it even. Still isn't quite.
More MSC
Then used pastel on the inside of the eye sockets and un the crease above the eye. This looked okay, made it into a sort of 20's style cat eye flick. Even better.
Then added flicky eye lashes. Got over excited here, they looked better before I added more liner on the lower lid.
More MSC
Blushed all the bits that needed to be blushed and added lip lines. (Need to do this with a water colour pencil, did not get the intended effect just some sort of mess.)
Cleaned up lip lines. Less mess.
Final coat of MSC
You can see on the right hand side of the picture near the nose the slightly darker patch, this is the blushing I didn't wipe off properly. It was also before the blushing and lip lines.
In natural light. Before blushing and lip lines. There are a few smudges in between the eyebrows. I noticed this too late so couldn't get rid of it.
Finished! Here you can see on the right hand side where I didn't remove the old faceup properly.
Lip lines also not great.
In a wig more suited to the face up colour and normal skintone (NS).
Lips need gloss, not quite even.
She also needs something to give her upper lids more definition. Not sure what though.
Eyelash detail is quite good I think.
Comments appreciated!
<3
Continuing the random dream theme.
I'm not sure if last night's dream was bad or not. It involved a life size TARDIS puzzle where people could buy different bits. Because people had different parts to this puzzle my Mum suggested that we hold a fair so everyone can put the bits together. So, we held a really successful fair that ended up with me sleeping outside on a camp bed.
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Long time no post - Some links and a rant:
First of all ladies and gentlemen may I pop you in the direction of these two sites:
www.emu-oil-well.com
www.feelingstylish.wordpress.com
Secondly may I have a small rant about Torchwood and the poor writers who are getting flamed by unhappy fans. I'm not going to spoil too much if you've just stumbled upon this little site but someone dies, well a lot of people die. But someone who I like, I was sad, had a little cry then got on with my life.
It seems that, on twitter especially, that people have been moaning at James Moran (writer) for how the story panned out. All I can say to him is bloody well done, ignore these so called fans and congrats on producing a moving, exciting, telly show.
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You can read what he had to say here:
http://jamesmoran.blogspot.com/2009/07/stepping-back.html
www.emu-oil-well.com
www.feelingstylish.wordpress.com
Secondly may I have a small rant about Torchwood and the poor writers who are getting flamed by unhappy fans. I'm not going to spoil too much if you've just stumbled upon this little site but someone dies, well a lot of people die. But someone who I like, I was sad, had a little cry then got on with my life.
It seems that, on twitter especially, that people have been moaning at James Moran (writer) for how the story panned out. All I can say to him is bloody well done, ignore these so called fans and congrats on producing a moving, exciting, telly show.
<3
You can read what he had to say here:
http://jamesmoran.blogspot.com/2009/07/stepping-back.html
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