This Art Coursework of mine will be the bane of my existence.
1] Monetary depletion.$10 for Today's Toys plastic table&bench set. $40 for bridal gown. $15 for dry cleaning. $1 for wooden ball-catching toy. $2.50 for windmill. $40 for polaroids. $6 for tin cans, and I still have to rust them myself. $8 for cookery set, paper balls and bubbles.
There's still more toys to buy, and transportation / lunch / wet wipes etc for my shoot.
And there's all that materials for painting etc. I've ruined bales of cloth trying to get my batik right. $3.95 for a teeny tube of paint. Pish. I don't think I've bought anything for myself ever since I threw myself into this stupid project. Thank God for my FOC model Celeste.
Art is expensive; I hope it pays off.
2] Location hunting.So yes, I've trespassed numerous times, climbed over fences and walked into [seemingly] empty houses, and written 2 letters to house owners for permission. Next on my list, a letter to URA. Urgh.
And every house that fits the bill's hard to enter. And trust me, I'm now a pro at clambering over low walls and fences and figuring if the gate's chain and padlock's just a decoy or not.
3] Child photography.This is the neccessary but sensitive aspect of my coursework as it can be misconstrued as child paedophillia yada yada.
So I need evidence that I'm not Michael Jackson in disguise; like a letter from Haworth, another from Narindar and another from CJC. The problem is, Haworth's overseas so I've an email which could be self-written. Narindar's MIA till 2 weeks later. And I could very well be a paedofile from CJ.
This portion of my coursework [which is practically the crux of it all!!] is currently stagnant. Over and out.
4] Self-harm.Forget self-mutilation and self-overdosage.
The shock of almost killing yourself [death was never intended] by bringing a live snake down on you in an abandoned house will leave you psycologically scarred for quite awhile.
And squat / crouch among knee / thigh-high weeds that mosquitoes flock around, in your knee-length CJ skirt. You'll have an itch / rash that will make you squirm with delight. And then you can devote less time to devising ways of attracting attention to yourself. And yes, farewell nice legs. Insect bites will ruin whatever chance there is of a gentleman caller with a leg fetish.
Walking around in search of houses will ruin your cartilege / muscles. Permanent defect that will cause persistent agony. Sounds like the right reason to rile at the world.
Hunger pangs [being away from civilsation while exploring / monetary depletion - point number one] will lead to gastric one day. And perhaps stomach cancer.
Point number 5 will probably make its appearance in the next few days.
2:52:00 pm
