MORNING ROUTINE - TOM. G
Describe your morning routine and the objects that play a significant role in this. I’m surprised to realise that I have quite a set morning routine. I always set an early alarm and stagger to the kitchen. I then fill the kettle (after running the tap for a few seconds to reduce the chance of Alzheimer’s from heavy metals in the tap). This is a tough task because I am often busting for a wee but I still do the kettle first to save time.
After the wee, I grind the coffee beans, fill the plunger etc, and then prepare a bowl of muesli. I then sit on a particular stool to have breakfast whilst listening to the radio. I always do these things in exactly the same way.
I thought I could sit in the lounge room with the heater on but that would be too easy. So after some thought I have decided to sit on ‘the other stool’ in the kitchen. The stool I sit on has it’s back to the kitchen window and faces the door. “The other stool’ has it’s back to the door. I feel quite uncomfortable sitting on this stool when alone in the kitchen. I think it is an instinctual security mechanism to never have the back open and vulnerable to an attack.
So I will challenge myself and sit on ‘the other stool’ and try to believe that no-one is coming to attack me from behind.
MORNING ROUTINE - SEAN. R
Describe your morning routine and any objects that play a significant role in thisThis task immediately reminds me of McCartney’s intermezzo to Lennon’s “A Day in the Life”:
Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and drank a cup, and looking up, I noticed I was late. Found a coat and grabbed my hat, made the bus in seconds flat.
Why? Because the following series has always bothered me:
Dress – breakfast
Breakfast – dress
Left to my own resources, I invariably follow the first sequence, but cohabitation, for some reason best left unanswered, somehow imposes the second. So my subtle yet far-reaching act of disruption is to revert to the former for a day or two, which I expect will create the impression that I have gone slightly unhinged or have something to hide.
In fact the lyrics place breakfast – or at least tea/coffee – somewhere in the middle of dress, between combing and coating. This is of course both sensible and accurate, and I do indeed grab a hat most days – where 1966 London was at the end of one epoch of casual male hat-wearing, 2011 seems to be at the beginning of another. But I do not chase let alone catch buses, and would rather be blithely late than harried and sweating inside my hat and coat. And I save a second cup for the end of the journey, usually made on foot and past at least one tree.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - LAUREN. B
Confetti is a public, celebratory, easily accessible action and product. it is filled with joy and honesty and you can make the best stuff by emptying out your hole puncher [ergo admin is celebratory by nature].
Glitter? silvery, sticky, plastic and insidious. It’s a private hell and synonymous with meticulously gluing the stuff onto cardboard for kids art prizes. It’s showy, false and clearly bound up in a desperate attempt to be showy. Glitzern is the Modern German word for shine.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - MEGAN. P
I prefer confetti. The only instance where I would consider glitter superior is when it is dropped on to a stage from the grid. In performs better under light. I also think it should only be used indoors as unlike confetti it is not biodegradable.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - MINNA. W
I choose confetti. I like the way it is carried in the air, the pre-faded colours that make it seem like it is already a memory. It is a heightened sense of occasion made visible.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - SALLY. W
I’ve searched for inner love for either of these items and I have none. If forced to choose I would go with glitter because confetti is bland but glitter is just so hard to get rid of once you let it into your life!
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - SANGEETA. S
No argument required, GLITTER OWNS ON CONFETTI!!!
Glitter is fantastic in all weather unlike papery confetti. Glitter comes in just as many colours, it sparkles and nothings says party more than glitter.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - SEAN. R
The task does not specify whether our sought-after preference is for the word or the thing, and I must confess I break both ways, like the surf at Bondi. As far as language goes, I prefer the German glitzern (the word, not the jewellery store) to the Italian. There is something about it that is visually equivalent to onomatopoeia: the word looks like it, well, looks! The word sparkles, it throws off shards of light. I think it is the brusqueness of the ‘it’ or the presence of the ‘lit’ in the word’s Mitte. But as far as the thing itself goes, glitter is like polyester, a faux-metal plastic-y confection (!) that turns up on the carpet, in the sheets, under your eyelids, weeks after the celebration. I don’t mind a wild and stormy wedding, but at least the snow shower at the ceremony’s end should be well-behaved, quickly swept-away by the rain or the cleaner.
GLITTER VS CONFETTI - TOBY. T
Confetti is tolerable due to the large particle size, when the party is over you can collect them and dispose or they’ll disperse of their own accord with wind and what not.
Glitter I can’t do I had a friend who would run around wiping glitter on everyone at parties. It would end up in your bed, hair, food. You’d go to work and people would be noticing it still ingrained on your face its hard to be taken serious when you head is glinting like a disco ball.
There’s a time and place for glitter and confetti, Confetti knows when the parties over, glitter just hangs around for too long after the parties over.
COLLECTIONS - CY. O
Throughout my week I manage to collect items for little to no money. These items I consider to be valuable in the eventual making of objects or art works.
I enjoy the feeling of finding the items. I experience a warm inner glow and a rush of excitement. Do I have these feelings because of the triumph of discovering a valuable item for next to nothing in cost?
Or is it excitement for turning the unwanted object in to something glorious?
Or is it cheating the system? Getting something for nothing.
I’m not sure why it brings me so much pleasure. I have been collecting in this way ever since I discovered op-shops about 17 years ago.
In the mean time these items do clog up my house while they wait for the perfect opportunity to be used in the making of something. I can’t waste their potential on just any project. It has to be the perfect fit.
Today I bought a broken bowl that was carved out of Huon pine. It cost a dollar. Huon pine is a beautiful, honey coloured wood grown in Tasmania. I can imagine it being cut up and reused to make special objects.