Klayer Sslayer’s how to Tinder!

…assumption is the mother of all fuck ups…

Orville, in aviation A~” in Flight operations, Volume 66, page 44. 1977


I publish this because I believe no knowledge should be conserved and no experience go unshared for the betterment of mankind. Its just a shame so  many people are so cruel and judgmental we shouldn’t have to fear our own journey.

HOW TO TINDER!

First and foremost protect self, if something feels wrong just turn it off, swipe left move on, don’t give any personal information away until your sure which is impossible to tell just online, and at the very least tell someone you trust when your going to meet up.

Firstly expressing who you are is about interests and what is on offer. If you utilise the 500 characters to pass judgments or critique others it may waste an opportunity to express who self is and why we’re here and it could attract other self’s who would like to engage in shallow ego boosting conversation based around shallow misjudgements and opinions of others to manipulate and intimidate to get what they desire and leave me to be discarded and disregarded and neglected.

Judgments when playing the swiping game based on how the picture makes one feel and the choice of self expressed, similarity of interests and whats on offer is more serving to self than how we assume we rank. I have found that this gives a higher rate of legitimate successful matches with Tinders you could be real friends with. If someone makes me feel good, like we already connect, this bit is totally intuitive it’s hard to explain why we.. You know get comfy for some and not others… So that’s all about me I reckon, so i’m winging it, feeling it, sometimes mistaking it…getting better at acing it!
If someone tickles my fancy and inspires a curiosity and I’m delving further into ones profile to investigate and potentially scrutinise who this person is and what they have on offer. note to self: honesty with self and others is key for successfully attracting compatible matches. I have witnessed respect attract respectfulness and disrespect attract disrespectfulness. If I pose for what I assume others may or may not desire of me, it could be considered a wasted opportunity for meeting someone who appreciates me for me and whom I can organically appreciate. I can always swipe left if they don’t suit my needs, attractions or desires they don’t need to be made to feel inferior or served an injustice or harsh judgment.

If I want to make my judgements and self expressions based on a dishonesty or try-hard aesthetic alone I may find my self being judged and appreciated for my dishonest interests or fake aesthetic alone, and with people I don’t enjoy being around and whom don’t enjoy being round me or love to encourage me to reach my potentiality. Which can be detrimental to life enjoy-ability.

I only ever have to do or say what I am comfortable with. If I am honest with my self and in my self expression, treat my self and else with respect even those who don’t tick my boxes or make me feel foxy, I should have nothing to fear but what to do once I find one compatibility and no hurt to be felt because what I like is about me and what others like is about them so say lovee! Take everything with a grain of salt and try not to let others beliefs and decisions effect my opinion of their value or my own.

I have found these tips in Life and Tinder to be useful in getting the most of interactions with others be that sexual, romantic, friendly or professional, the rest comes down to context, level of acceptance and judgment to tell the unfortunately phoney from the genuine… protect yourself but can’t blame them their only lying to themselves 😦

No hard feelings in using my heart mind and the unexplainable in persuing my honest needs, assets curiosity’s and desires, I have to reject someone and someone has to reject me we can’t all be together hehehe I see rejection as a failure to sync due to incompatibility. like some hardware restricts my computer from running at its highest potential which also puts strain on the hardware and they need to be separated for a more mutually beneficial relationship or compatible symbiosis.

If I feel good about who I am in the world the world is a better place. If you feel good about who you are in the world, the world is an even better place. If everyone feels good about who they are in the world and is striving to reach their potential imagine how much better a place the world would be so long as intended for harmony and progress. And you wouldn’t have to pass judgement or try to control and force a type of person just simply strive and encourage confidence and positive self image and your making the world a better place simply with an attitude that shifts actions. Even people who you don’t agree will contribute and if everyone’s contributions to the world were better then everything would reach epic heights of Awesome!!! At the very least the world will be a better place for all of us in all our pockets of different awesome contributions and ways of life, literally can’t go wrong! ha…ha…haaaaa…

What have you found?

Xxx

Klayer Sslayer

We’re all feeling it!

The biggest social problem i believe we face is not that depression and pain seem to be an epidemic but that we are so insecure we think it makes us different and weak and find it all so confusing… This is hideously misguided considering almost everyone experiences depression in their lives, and everyone feels pain, it is not an element that separates us but one that unites us!!! We should be standing together and saying I feel like shit somebody hug me. Not I feel like shit I better hide or I might dampen the mood or not seem cool like those happy uplifting people…..

I cry a lot, and i laugh a lot, life throws ups and downs, it’s a rolls coaster and the social constraints put on children as a “way to behave” are crippling and outdated. We need to implement healthy mind studies into primary education.

When we were a society almost entirely guided by the church, this was… Somewhat… Happening. . Since we live in such a diverse society now not ruled by any one religion we need to fill the void. We need to inform children of the simple tools and techniques available to aid our understanding of our own psychology and emotional health so we don’t grow up in fear of feeling or in fear of our confusion about feeling. You do not need to control someone’s behaviour or morals to do this just inform them of what we as a species understand about ourselves, why do we learn sport and physical exercise techniques but not mental health exercises…. It would be so easy to transform an entire generation by providing the access in the early years, erasing the stigma attached to emotion and mental health and provide an open arms, open heart, open mind society.

Urgh men sure did get the industrial revolution cranking but what about the development of people!!! What about a psychological revolution that inspires growth and understanding of who we are and what we are likely to experience. You don’t need to do a phd to understand basic psychology you mostly just need reassurance that it’s ok to feel because what ever your feeling there is a reason it just needs acknowledgment and then a decision on how you want to let that feeling influence your decision making…. It’s only when these steps aren’t taken that a mentally healthy person can quickly become mentally unhealthy and even breakdown completely. Urgh!!!!

So frustrated with the priorities of society – capitalism is important I get that but it can’t take the lead ahead of health – health then economy then lifestyle

C’mon!!!!

Image: http://www.jillgreenberg.com/

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SPANDA – Verge Festival – Sydney University

Verge Festival 

Sydney University

Eastern Avenue, Camperdown

8-17 October

Everyday 11am – 3pm

Tues, Wed, Thurs – late close 9pm

 

SPANDA is #1 on the sculpture walk at this years Verge Festival brought to you by the dedicated students and graduates of the University of Sydney Union.

 

SPANDA is a Claire Munro Art and Design initiative. It is an interactive multi sensory installation by Sydney College of the Arts students Dorit Goldman (MFA), Melissa Maree (BVA) and Claire Munro (BVA). SPANDA is from Sanskrit referring to the self expressive pulse of all individual things and all things united as one. Translated as movement, vibration and an exploration into our collective consciousness. SPANDA includes work by Dorit Goldman with her plaster “accidents” a result of her study of the body. Melissa Maree explores visual vibration through geometry and pattern with her delicate cutouts. Accompanied with warped glass blown vessels, photonics fibre structures and video projection that explore human Phsycology by Claire Munro. Overall it is an experience and one is urged to sit in the work be still and enjoy the works many intricate and ever changing moments as well as identifying the works impact on you as an individual and as (like everything else) a vital part of our entire cosmos as a whole. It’s mesmerising visuals and playful string installation combined with the sculptures create a space for calm contemplation a chance to escape the stresses of the day and ponder.

 

I hope you enjoy these images.

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Existing Consciously

I have been soooo busy this year, apart from dealing with the emotional knot left by the death of my beloved grandfather and friend, I have been constantly overwhelmed by both the beauty and positive vibes i am getting from my new entanglement into university life and also the devastating state of our earth and social situations of my nation. For instance i have heard, from many people far more intelligent and researched than i, that humans as the top predator are looking at extinction in under 300 years (unless we go intergalactic and live off chemical lab food and injections). Considering the top of the food chain historically die out it shouldn’t be too ‘new’ an idea. However this shocked me, and continues to shock me, but the worst part is we are not just poisoning this earth so much so that it is becoming uninhabitable by us, we are making the earth relatively uninhabitable FULLSTOP!  Historically it has been major environmental events/shifts that have led to extinction of the likes of dinosaurs etc, only this time we are independently making significant negative influences on our environment so much so we are causing our own devastating events. WOAH!!! Then there are the continuing governmental decisions (in Australia and many other countries) that put mining before people.

I know i have already had a few rants about Coal Seem Gas (CSG) so i will be brief. For those of you who are not on top of the topic CSG is a methane gas mining method that involve fracturing the earth and flushing it with a mix of sand and 100’s of unregulated chemicals into the earth to force the gas up to be collected and then sold predominantly to China who in turn sell in back to us processed and at a much higher rate… WTF!!! One of the major problems with this method (apart from EVERYTHING) is the leakage. Methane gas as we all know is bad for the environment and is highly flammable. When processed it is half the greenhouse gas emission of oil, however when it is raw it is 20 times the greenhouse gas emissions. CSG mines have been known to leak up to 2/3 of the gas they force to be released. So there goes the ‘greener natural gas’ sell. The other major issue with the leakage is the immediate effect it has on residents, land owners (such as farms, wineries, equestrian areas etc) and the surrounding organic environments (like lagoons, water catchment areas and all the deep ground water) the mines are leaking highly flammable gas (and chemical spill) into these areas, not only contaminating the water making it undrinkable and highly dangerous, but also Australia is a naturally hot firelight country we do not need to fuel the flames. Imagine if CSG was already completely approved and already in practice in the Blue Mountains area (which has only been delayed by public interest and ‘greenies’ dedicated to save us all). The fires would be even worse!!!!! Ok so not so brief but it makes me so mad!!! (and if you have any queries please do some research – a chilled option is watching The Promised Land film or checking out ‘Lock the Gate‘ or of course ‘The Greens‘, since i first was aligned with the issue late last year at Mini Waters  and creating Butterflies Against Gas i have done quite a bit of research, it is out there and it is always more conclusive when you have read and sourced your own information.

Whooo! Take a deep breath, try and shake your now devastating view on the natural world (which includes us btw)…next issue,

I have also been working with Rose Macdonald at Oxfam who is organising (along with Recognise) the largely student run initiative into constitutional recognition of Australia’s first people – Students For Recognition. We are all aware that indigenous australians where not only here first but are the oldest active culture in the world and Australia’s constitution does not mention a thing, it does not acknowledge their existence, precedence or profound link to country. On top of that our constitution which is our ‘founding’ legal document still includes racist detail. This racism needs to be removed and our Indigenous and Torres Strait Islander population past and present need to be recognised. So i have been putting on parties for students to spread the word, YEW!!!!

On a far more positive but still slightly sad note i have joined a group called Eco Divers, which is a volunteer marine conservation group based in Sydney’s Northern Beaches. Sweeeet!!! So i get to dive regularly and look after the oceans, now for that sad bit, which is in dire straits. C02 emissions are bad for global warming, yeah yeah yadda yadda, but most of the C02 is absorbed by the oceans. The C02 gets absorbed by the ocean and combines with calciums to create calcium carbonate which is what coral, plankton and skeletons are made of. So the imbalance means the increased amounts of C02 dissolve the Calcium too much making it too difficult for calcium carbonate forms to grow. Plankton is at the bottom of the food chain. Sharks are at the top of the food chain, over fishing sharks is already leading to a rapid extinction of sharks (looking at hardly any wild sharks in 50 years) which will have a detrimental affect on marine life. Sharks are at the top of the marine food chain. So we are simultaneously wiping out the bottom and top of the life cycle creating a massive break in the life cycle  = no marine life. In 100 years oceans will only provide a safe habitat for the most basic forms of life, Bacteria! URGH!!!!! Oh and our plastic waste is atrocious, and i don’t blame the individual i blame the governments that aren’t regulating plastic waste. 3 million coffee cups get used every day in Sydney, many of which end up in our oceans and kill Shearwaters and Turtled etc 1 turtle a month dies in Sydney due to plastic ingestion.

So as part of my new Eco Warrior adventures i was called down to Mona Vale Beach yesterday morning to confirm and document a Calf Humpback caught in a shark net. Unfortunately i could confirm and i spent the next 3 hours helplessly watching the calf struggle to the surface to breath before tiring too much and sinking to the bottom. Meanwhile mum was fretting pacing the shores and trying to help her calf to make her needed trips to the surface. Police where there to keep us ‘crazy activists’ out of the water, fair enough really this is not a safe task and is not something you should try at home, but the helplessness was exhausting and so sad. Silver lining – the media where on site and have been able to project the communities disproval of the use of these unsuccessful Shark Nets and i have begun campaigning receiving almost 100 likes on my ‘Residents Against Shark Nets‘ facebook page which is really surreal i am so impressed with my network and broader community and thankful for the press supporting the communities outcry it has made a huge difference to the active awareness of the community.

Peace out!

My little story – An Interview At Last!

“I wish to advise that your pre-selection kit has been considered and you have been short-listed, and we would therefore like to invite you to attend a folio presentation.”

Great! I am so excited. Attending the Fine Art lecture at RMIT’s open day in Melbourne was quite inspiring. I was not only drawn in by their focus on ‘the artist’ in their course structure, I was also made aware of some slightly scary statistics. Over 800 people apply, 300 or so get an interview and about 160 students will be selected to study Fine Art at the Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology! These figures despite how scary they seem were alerting me to the fact that hundreds of artists, all talented in their own right, want this as much as I do; It must be good!

With butterflies in my stomach and excitement running through me like some new age drug I checked out the facilities, the expanded studio space; a maze of entangled cubicles divided by white walls collaged with visual mind maps, creative developments and works in progress. Everything I could wish for. I want to study here, to have my own cubical to clutter. I stayed another day or two, visiting galleries and checking out the local street art before flying home to Sydney.

some quick sketches and photos of street art

After arriving home I was quick to work, hunting old works in mums studio; rummaging through the charming but back breaking steel drawers. There was an abundance of work from kindergarten through to high school and all I could think was it’s not good enough. Most of the work I have created over the past few years (since high school) has been inspired by birthdays, weddings or Christmas, and unfortunately distributed around the world to friends and family as gifts. I need to create a fresh portfolio that showcases my current ability and headspace as an artist.

Watching old recordings, including a collection of the ABC’s Sunday Arts program, I stumbled across a wonderful piece about Margaret Olley – one of my all time favorites. Inspired my her rebellious nature and free development of a painting; with no real sense of order or discipline; just the raw, almost sporadic application of paint to canvas gradually building up the image; recreating the still life. I got to work!

Looking out at our small oasis from the back door I picked a few beautiful daffodils and accompanied them with some bottlebrush branches stolen from a brutal council clipping on the headland earlier that week. I arranged them in a few ceramic vases on a beautiful old butchers chopping block; a round hunk of wood glowing with reds and purples, hugged by a thick steel brace that mum and I had picked up from the markets on the weekend. All items where placed quite deliberately on a retired white bed sheet. My still life was ready.

I began to mark the major features on paper sketching away with pencil and colouring with pastel and loose pigment. Focusing on detail of the vases – texture, light and dark, the composition. I was thoroughly enjoying this process. I think the fact that I was merely studying the form and light, with no intention of using this sketch in the portfolio, really freed my creative mind allowing me to draw without analyzing my work. After completing my pastel study I began getting ready to paint.

Drawing with pastels

I got out my paints and brushes and set up my mediums and cleaning turpentine in an assortment of tuna tins and jam jars. I grabbed an old canvas to reuse and with my childhood steel play chair up on the table acting as my easel and a desk lamp set up to add some side light to my still life; it was painting time!

I was lucky enough to have the house to myself; painting was fast and furious. Olley was in the back of my mind and I was really trying to capture the personality of the vases and flowers. It felt so natural and organic just looking and really seeing the colour and light then splodging paint onto the canvas. I was not stressing about accuracy or affected by goal driven insecurity. I had the canvas almost complete; I was in a great mood. Who needs drugs when you can create! I was on a high. I spent the next few days making some small changes and then I was done. I was actually happy with something I had painted.

Work in Progress Still Life

Having the house to myself and enjoying my creative space did not last long. With a visit to the Blue Mountains to see my Grandad overdue I packed up my paints and jumped on a train. I feel eternally lucky to have his amazing retreat at my fingertips. For the next few weeks I was travelling back and forth painting and drawing madly.

This time was a roller coaster of emotion, with highs and lows. I bounced around from melancholy to contentment…with a few perks of ecstatic self-assurance. It was exhausting. My headspace was a mess I was excited and nervous; confused about where I would stand; how would my work compare to the 799 other applicants. But my time was up and it was time to submit my portfolio and move back up to Brisbane to work on series four of Toybox.

Work has been all consuming as usual, with long days and long weeks barely buffered by the weekend, which was spent preparing props for the rabbit puppets (preparation time between series was spent working on my portfolio). I have not had the chance to really worry about the process.

About a week ago, late October, a note in my calendar advised me that interviews were scheduled for week commencing 26th November and I should be finding out if I got through in the next few weeks. Great. It is now 8th of November and with flights only to increase in price I was wondering if I would receive an email at all. I have been fairly realistic about the high possibility of not getting in, but had hoped I would at least be given a chance to meet with them in person.

At last the email has arrived! I will be flying down to Melbourne either on the 29th November, as scheduled, or sometime in the previous week. Halleluiah!!

Where am I

Where am I? I miss the small tropical island I called home last year. It is hard drifting back into the society I grew up in. I feel lonely and isolated no matter who is around me. I have fallen back into the habit of doing what I think I should. My job should be fun but I don’t care. My friendships feel superficial and I want more. I feel as though the only people I can relax around are three times my age and I struggle to relate. I have debt and I’m spending more time buying than repaying. Where am I? Home? Where am I?