PROCESS

What am I doing? 

LAKE ISEO

Here's a scan of one my real paints: a watercolour from a couple of months back, made on my way to visit Christo and Jeanne-Claude's The Floating Piers at Lake Iseo. 

Coming from cold-weather Zürich, we arrived totally unprepared for a day in the beating sun. I ended up using my raincoat as a sun umbrella, and none of us brought enough drinking water. Visitors were not allowed to touch the water's edge, making the thirsty experience almost torturous at times - desperately wanting to jump into the idyllic lake but instead pacing on and on, walking along the undulating paths as if it were a pilgrimage. We found ourselves reaching a trance-like state, meditative at times, while watching an ambulance in the distance screech by to attend to an elderly woman who had collapsed.

    

CLIPCLOP

BEDTIME

Another unpublished paint from the past. Now that my office computer is a Macbook (sans MS Paint), my digital scribbles have gone through a production slump. A positive result of this, though, is that now I am painting with real paint almost every day. It is a totally different making process when you're using brushes on paper. You have to wait for the paint to dry! And changing a background colour takes a lot longer than just a single click on the 'paint bucket'.

Although the below paint was made over a year ago, I'm posting it today in light of Danny's 4am following-the-election bedtime. 

In other news, I went to Turin, Italy this weekend. TRUFFLES! And a 10 course Northern Italian meal. And our favourite Columbian, Carolina! 

LOVE

Today I fly back home to Cape Town. Although, for the first time, it feels like I will be leaving another home. This apartment, these people, this life is becoming a home and I am sad to leave it. But there is no place quite like South Africa and I am so very excited to be seeing all my loved ones again so soon.

FLIES II

TRAIN TRIPPIN

Made on my way to Venice, via Milan. I slept for the majority of the trip. At one point I was woken up by one of the ticket checkers who poked me. I  made a little squeal and sat up suddenly, a little confused (and sleepy).

BURGER SUNDAY

T_A_D

Nothing quite compares to MS Paint proper. Although I fell in love with the MacBook I was borrowing from the office, my good ol' trusty (read: not so trusty) PC is where I can find my favourite Paint. 

Today was nuts. Yesterday we partied to celebrate the end of the studio. Ended up at a private concert in a war bunker. Only got to bed at 3:30 and then had to wake up at 6am to clean. pack. clean. and move across the city to a new apartment. We (Helle and I) are now living in West Stockholm. It's a nice change, away from the city centre and into Stockholm's social housing district. 

SHY

NO UNDO

I am living and working in Stockholm. It feels both unreal and very real. Here's a paint I made using QueekyPaint. I didn't allow myself to ever press 'undo'. Draw one and email it to me and I'll upload it as a post. 

2016

2016 marks the beginning of Scribbled Egg's 6th year. 6 years ago I started this blog as a let-go from the stress of archi school and yet I'm still here confused about the love-hate relationship I have with the profession. 

It's been a stressed out January. Big life decisions have been made and I find myself fluctuating between feeling excited for change but equally nervous about stepping into an unknown. I'm veering away from expectations with high hopes of finding a career path in something other than architecture=buildings. I often think of how I could have stayed studying at UCT this year; Pats and I could have stuck it out together. And then I could stick being Michael's non-long-distance 'normal' girlfriend, waiting to adventure in Europe together rather than running away for my independent desires. But my independent pangs are a thing of me and if I trust my gut, I know I must go and I'm excited for it.