MY BRAIN IS GOING TO EXPLODE...

...with all this drawing and THINKING.

wisdom DNA

The below images map people's words of wisdom and rules of thumb. I have categorised them from which each category has an associated colour. My aim was to create an overall view of wisdom. Yes, wisdom DNA.

amazing

Duck update

Harriet, Henry and Daisy are safe and sound. They now live with an illustrator so I'm happy.

Everybody dance now

Teatowel Turban

Ever wondered what I'd look like in 2D form, with a teatowel on my head drying a bowl? Now you don't have to.

Annie

This is Annie with her new family. Doesn't she look happy?

Fred

This is Fred in his new home. He is also going to Australia in 2 weeks. Lucky sod.

Quackers

After scaring the residents of Brockley with my guerilla spider attack I wanted to see what their reaction would be to something fun and humorous: the rubber duck. Mainly I chose the duck because again, I had spotted them in the pound shop BUT they were also chosen for their ability to attach an emotion and character to them.

At first I was just going to place them on bus stops and lamp posts. But as I had discovered from the spider experiment people like stealing SO I thought about how I could use this to my advantage.

I named each duckie and set up an email account so people could email me when they found a lost duck.

So far I know that 6 out of the 20 ducks have found a new home.

Still missing are Matt, Katie, Frank, Jane, Claire, Simon, Fiona, Alan, Bob, Henry, Emily, Daisy, Carol and Harriet.

Somebody did warn me about peaduckfiles in their email...

The scare tactic

Ok so it's 4.30am on a Friday morning and I am outside in my pyjamas sticking plastic spiders on and around bus stops. There is a reason behind this I promise.

I wanted to see how this would affect the behaviour of the people waiting at the bus stops and pedestrian crossings. I was hoping to get a few screams at least. By the time I woke up to observe the behaviour, the majority of the spiders had been TAKEN. Why people wanted them is beyond me but yep they were gone. So I sneakily placed some more, and even superglued one to the top of the crossing button thing.

My hope was that they may create some form of common interest. Something for people to talk about rather than just remarking how late the bus is.

I observed some nice moments. Highlights of the day included an old man inspecting one of the spiders for a while, a mother lifting her little boy up to look at one (he was pretty excited) and a woman practically resting her hand on one before noticing and near jumping out of her skin before turning to the person next to her and laughing.

All the spiders are gone now. Even the superglued one. People sure like taking stuff.

The morning after the night before

So this is what the glowsticks looked like the morning after. I like the way someone has taken them off but then neatly placed them underneath. Maybe they thought they were ruining a piece of ultra modern conceptual art? Maybe they were.

Railing Rave

So I found 20 glowsticks for a pound in Poundland and thought 'Hey let's see what happens when I group 80 glowsticks together and place them in my chosen environment.'

I can conclude that Brockley Road is not dark enough for glowstick experiments. Or I would need at least 200 more to make a real impact. Imagine that, over 200 glowsticks covering the railings of the cemetery. Yes please.

I wish bus stops were more exciting

Don't you find that bus stops are just so boring? Everybody is just waiting. That's all that space is used for. Waiting and anticipating. Noone talks to each other or takes any notice of the surrounding area. We wait there, all staring at the horizon in the hope that the 122 will come round the corner any minute.. now...hmm now? NOW?

This got me thinking. As I sit staring at, i mean observing, the people waiting inanely at the two bus stops I can see from my living room window, I notice other points only used for the purpose of waiting. The three pedestrian crossings for example. In fact the whole area I can see from my window is stale. Where's the excitement in this environment?

This is all in relation to a brief named 'Design Your Own Environment.' I decided I wanted to actively affect the behaviour of people occupying the area surrounding my house. In what ways can I cause some sort of change, some sort of way of affecting the way in which people use and interact with this environment?

Well isn't this nice?

So I EVENTUALLY got round to setting up a blog. In my defense I had been working on a website for myself...

I wish it looked pretty. I may have to snazz it up a bit.