tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85786533630981751592024-02-19T05:18:08.410+00:00Fold and Unfoldkatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.comBlogger155125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-37280448414303227902013-05-07T22:49:00.005+01:002013-05-07T22:50:13.820+01:00Laughing<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Gradually putting together a list of songs where the artists laugh in the middle:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">R.E.M. - The Sidewinder Sleeps Tonight</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Beach Boys - Barbara Ann</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Beatles - Maxwell's Silver Hammer</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Click <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cgvWKyKW7A">here</a> for Elvis' laughing version of Are You Lonesome Tonight.</span></div>
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katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-67540631811851190012013-04-01T13:38:00.003+01:002013-04-01T13:38:47.351+01:00He is risen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I painted some eggs for Easter based on Ukrainian <a href="http://www.pysanky.info/Binyashevsky/Binyashevsky_Home.html">psyanky</a> designs (usually done with ink and wax resist - these are acrylic paint).</span></div>
katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-65842061889906542492013-02-17T00:39:00.002+00:002013-02-17T00:39:31.929+00:00Little bits and pieces<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-90247953140987608902013-02-17T00:17:00.000+00:002013-02-17T00:17:38.361+00:00Pairs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-11467336200021523492013-02-17T00:15:00.001+00:002013-02-17T00:15:41.764+00:00Valentine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-74341832147156351572013-01-12T19:48:00.000+00:002013-01-12T19:48:12.854+00:00Angels bending near the earth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I painted a Christmas card this year but I think it worked better just black and white (... but my mum wanted something 'colourful' sigh).</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I wanted to capture the feeling I get when </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I listen to a song that is so good it hurts in my chest.</span></div>
katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-40316709434783417262012-10-01T20:56:00.003+01:002012-10-01T21:01:56.592+01:00Sound waves<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span class="text Ps-19-1" style="background-color: white; position: relative; text-align: start;">"The heavens<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14170A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup> declare<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14170B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup> the glory of God;<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14170C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)"></sup></span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-19-1" style="position: relative;">the skies<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14170D" title="See cross-reference D">D</a>)"></sup> proclaim the work of his hands.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14170E" title="See cross-reference E">E</a>)"></sup></span></span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="text Ps-19-2" id="en-NIV-14171" style="background-color: white; position: relative; text-align: start;"><sup class="versenum" style="display: block; font-weight: bold; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">2 </sup>Day after day they pour forth speech;</span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-19-2" style="position: relative;">night after night they reveal knowledge.<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-14171F" title="See cross-reference F">F</a>)"></sup></span></span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="text Ps-19-3" id="en-NIV-14172" style="background-color: white; position: relative; text-align: start;"><sup class="versenum" style="display: block; font-weight: bold; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">3 </sup>They have no speech, they use no words;</span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-19-3" style="position: relative;">no sound is heard from them.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="text Ps-19-4" id="en-NIV-14173" style="background-color: white; position: relative; text-align: start;"><sup class="versenum" style="display: block; font-weight: bold; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">4 </sup>Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,</span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-19-4" style="position: relative;">their words to the ends of the world."</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white;"><span class="text Ps-19-4" style="position: relative;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It makes me think of an idea someone once told me - that if sound is transmitted by vibrations through molecules and disperses outwards, our speech must be spreading out and out through the universe. And maybe sometimes the laws of chance mean those sound waves come back together again, so ancient kings' voices can be heard on other planets. Or maybe when the universe falls back into itself at the end of time, all our words and speech will rush back towards us, and we'll hear our history backwards as everything ends.</span></span></span></div>
katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-780089461619701242012-09-21T15:17:00.002+01:002012-09-27T23:22:56.819+01:00Technology and memory<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I just jumped on the bandwagon and bought an iPhone 4s. One of the reasons I am already enjoying it so much is because the apps are sifting the internet for me - there is a vast array of information out there, and the TED talks app filters out interesting videos, the podcasts app finds me fascinating audio programmes, Pocket allows me to save articles for later, etc... This makes it sound like I was browsing the internet at random before, and now I have been able to cut down as I have quick access to the best bits. Unfortunately the opposite is true - the internet has suddenly been transformed from a sea of junk that I didn't want to wade into too often, to a beautiful selection of interconnected pools that I can't stop paddling in (or, if I were to continue this ridiculous analogy, a selection of seemingly beautiful pools that hide the <i>quicksand of obsession</i> <i>that I am rapidly being sucked into...</i>)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My new relationship with the internet has also highlighted how I relate to more personal information. Will lent me <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Moonwalking-Einstein-Science-Remembering-Everything/dp/0143120530">Moonwalking with Einstein: The Art and Science of Remembering Everything</a></i> by Joshua Foer. I'm only a third of the way through and it is fascinating. One of the points it makes is that we no longer value the skill of remembering in the same way as even a few decades ago, and we no longer need to remember information because of the new, mostly digital, ways in which we can store it. I am particularly guilty of information hoarding; I use pinterest, tumblr, flickr, facebook and blogger to keep track of ideas, inspiring images, my own photos and artwork, other blogs, etc. Indeed, the purpose of this blog is to remind myself that sometimes I can think creatively, achieve creative things and experience interesting stuff (although I am writing this while sat in the living room in my dressing gown. And I haven't eaten anything yet today and it is nearly 3.30 pm.) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Add to this all the numerous analogue ways that I hoard - I keep all my letters and ephemera from memorable experiences (tickets/programmes/etc), I keep a sketchbook and a notebook, I have a diary for friend's birthdays and a folder for addresses, I hoard collage materials (in about 12 or so different boxes), I take photos, I keep travel diaries when I go away... the list goes on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Ash once said it would be interesting if all the digital ways of recording memories were suddenly unavailable (e.g. a solar flare) - there would be a big gap in the human timeline. Before digital methods we kept handwritten letters and printed photographs, and locks of hair and baby clothes and diaries. I'd been talking about how we'd found an old 8mm film in my grandfather's things that showed my grandparents life in South Africa, and their emigration to the UK, and how amazing but surreal it had been. It was particularly strange as the other great store of experiences from their time in South Africa, my grandfather's memory, was failing rapidly. Now he has passed away, and those memories are no longer accessible, and that information is forever lost. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I'm not sure where my thoughts are going with this. I guess I'm interested in how our memories are so fundamental to who we are as people, and yet how fragile they are (our identity and value must surely come from somewhere else). And how new technology has changed how we relate to our own memories and other people's. In <i>Moonwalking with Einstein</i>, Joshua Foer writes, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I've been painting a lot of pattern recently, inspired by an online book called <a href="http://archive.org/stream/examplesofchines00jone#page/n7/mode/2up">'Examples of Chinese Ornament'</a> by Owen Jones - it's an amazing resource.</span></div>
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katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-11413584281450081702012-08-09T00:38:00.000+01:002013-02-17T00:22:41.676+00:00Burn your bras<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I'm not so feminist that I hate men and think they're all rapists etc, but I do have views on gender equality, and I thought this was a great piece of writing. It is these everyday situations that are so frustrating for women - not being able to feel safe on a train at night when surrounded by drunk men making crude gestures, or not even being able to walk down the street with a straight face without some guy yelling, "Smile, darlin', it might never 'appen!". It just would be so unlikely to happen the other way around, and that is so <i>unfair. </i>Maybe it is boring to read about everyday feminism, particularly for those with outspoken feminist friends on facebook who get bombarded with it all the time, but I hadn't read this quotation before and I think it is powerful.</span><br />
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katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-18000595074470043332012-08-08T19:55:00.000+01:002012-08-08T19:55:41.362+01:00Currently listening to:<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Light a fire, light a spark, light a fire, a flame in my heart."</span></i> <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Chris Martin</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Next to Me - Emeli Sandé</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">On an Evening in Roma - Dean Martin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I Am Not a Robot - Marina and the Diamonds</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Every Kingdom (album) - Ben Howard</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My Generation - The Who</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">We Are Young (feat. Janelle Monáe) - Fun.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">San Francisco - Gregory Alan Isakov</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Eyes Wider than Before - Scott Matthews</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">All This and Heaven Too - Florence and the Machine</span>katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-1716139942980973602012-08-07T14:42:00.002+01:002012-08-07T14:42:32.800+01:00Rome<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-31460464663323125122012-08-06T00:15:00.002+01:002013-02-17T00:23:21.577+00:00The English Patient<div style="text-align: justify;">
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katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-85659364838013868242012-07-28T22:45:00.001+01:002012-07-28T22:45:28.115+01:00Bye bye house<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I'll miss the big sky and the way the little birds had dust baths at the side of the road and would fly up when I drove past. I'll miss the sounds of the wood pigeon and the owl and the birds' nest under my window in the spring. I'll miss the rowan trees in the autumn and walking back from Hannah's house at night and scaring myself in the dark and seeing our little light on outside the front door.</span></div>katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-37707423630955593422012-06-27T23:14:00.001+01:002012-06-27T23:14:05.734+01:00At the station<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I read <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2012/apr/12/christian-anti-gay-ads-buses">an article</a> on the Guardian website today about a campaign to promote therapy for homosexuals. Yet another campaign that pushes gay Christians out of the church, that tells them to keep quiet, that suggests to them that they are not welcome. It makes me feel sick.</div>
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The Christians that want to 'protect' heterosexual marriage don't seem to realise that their own campaigns can backfire - How many homosexual Christians have felt marginalised to the extent that they have married someone of the opposite sex? And how many of these marriages have ended in acrimonious divorce?</div>
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"The emotional damage that is done to the individuals who try to suppress their sexuality, the women they marry and the children they might have is immeasurable" - Chris Bryant<br />
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p.s. <a href="http://matthewpaulturner.net/">Matthew Paul Turner</a> of the blog 'Jesus Needs New PR' is a great voice on this and other Christian controversies - see <a href="http://matthewpaulturner.net/jesus-needs-new-pr/calling-all-evangelical-leaders-christian-hate-is-trending-speak-up/">this article</a> in particular.</div>katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-77586215084927414662012-03-09T11:40:00.005+00:002012-03-15T18:53:45.578+00:00Routine<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">My morning bus ride can often be the best part of my day. While this unfortunately says a lot more about the state of my job and social life than it does about the bus journey itself, there are some aspects of the journey that I try to enjoy. I like to see the same people on the bus everyday or walking past at the same time - the boy with the Sherlock Holmes coat, the arty girl with bright red hair, the tattooed bus driver with the gold tooth. I love listening to my music on my ipod and feeling a bit more inspired than I do the rest of the day sitting at my reception desk. And I really like the bit of the journey where we pass through Bagley Wood.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578653363098175159.post-8365182240987436502012-02-03T23:27:00.005+00:002012-03-09T11:16:55.703+00:00Inspiration<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i>Currently listening to:</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Rip Tide (album) - Beirut</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Midnight City - M83</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Last Unicorn - Passenger</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Simple Song - The Shins</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Gabriel (feat. Valentina) - Joe Goddard</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">No Light, No Light - Florence and the Machine</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Wolves - Ben Howard</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Video Games - Lana Del Rey</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Somebody That I Used To Know (feat. Kimbra) - Gotye</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i>Currently reading:</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Snowman - Jo Nesbo</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Habibi - Craig Thompson</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Counterfeit Gods - Tim Keller</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Cosmology - Peter Coles</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Sense of an Ending - Julian Barnes</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Man Who Mistook His Wife For a Hat - Oliver Sacks</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">(mm all 6 at once, not v effective. need to stop reading all of them in bits)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i>DVDs to watch:</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Sherlock series 1</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Secret World of Arrietty</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">What Lies Beneath</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Perfect Sense</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><i>Cinema/to rent:</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">The Woman in Black</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Another Earth</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Life In a Day</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Womb</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Chronicle</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">most things on iTunes movie trailers</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">Also want to do something inspired by Graham Sutherland: An Unfinished World </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;">(none of my favourite pieces are online to put here unfortunately.. but something grey and brown inky landscapey)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><i>Graham Sutherland, Dark Hill - Landscape with Hedges and Fields, 1940 (watercolour, gouache on paper), </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><i>48.9 cm x 69.8 cm. Swindon Museum and Art Gallery © Estate of Graham Sutherland</i></span></div></div>katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10209379351645384361noreply@blogger.com2