spent an hour today juggling and watching TED videos. as in, simultaneously. multitasking ftw!

Am Lazy and I Hate It

How how how do you defeat this apathy? There are so many things I want to do – and I thought I was motivated to do them! – but they lie uncomplete, and I feel lazy and apathetic almost all the time. I don’t draw, despite the 100 list I want to complete. I don’t play the piano or the violin or the guitar, though I know that I won’t improve without practice, and I WANT to improve! I want to knit, but the little white stumps of gloves I began weeks ago lie untouched on their needles. I want to sew. Have I done that? No.

Enough whining. Seriously though, how do you defeat apathy? Or procrastination, I suppose it can be called. And what causes it? A predisposition to laziness? I hope not. Perhaps it’s just a kind of perfectionism. I know that’s the case with the drawing; I can’t make anything yet that meets my standards, I suppose, so I don’t try? But that’s ridiculous. Nothing can be perfect at first. No-one is fantastic at drawing unless they’ve practised. Everyone’s always saying how failures teach you more than successes, how success is 1% inspiration- 99% perspiration, how it took Edison 1000 failed attempts to make a lightbulb, yadda yadda. On some level I KNOW all that. Well, so if it isn’t enough to know the motivational quotes, what is? What will help?

… Thinking about it, I’m inclined to think that I just need a little more structure in my life. Since November I’ve been on a break from school, work, everything: I thought I’d get so much done in that free time, which I haven’t, but beside the point; the structure’s gone. No timetable, no necessary wake-up, no real commitments except those I made with other people. Maybe, it doesn’t work to be productive like that? Or, perhaps it doesn’t work for me. Schedules and timetables are stereotypically boring (you don’t need me to tell you that-) but maybe they don’t need to follow the stereotype? Perhaps they can be genuinely useful, and the strictness can do the opposite of what you’d expect, instead bringing more fun and creativity into my life? Because laziness is not fun. It doesn’t feel good. I’m not talking about little periods of doing nothing as a break from hard work; a day once in a while with no plans, no nothing but to relax, eat, watch movies: those can be heavenly. But prolonged periods of nothing, without the hard work between to deserve them … they’re boring. Much more boring than the implementation of a schedule or two, right?

I listened to an iProcrastinate podcast a few days ago (highly recommended by the way), and it discussed the concept of an ‘unschedule’. (I remember listening to this vividly; I went on a barefoot walk just before sundown, found a path I’d never walked before and almost got lost as the darkness descended an hour later. Anyway!) The Unschedule, as I understood it, seems to be a plan of your day where you put what you HAVE to do that day: not just the to-do things you’d normally say you have to do, but EVERYTHING. Eat breakfast, do chores, stuff like that. In that way you can be more realistic about what you might accomplish and when. It’s not enough to think, “I’ll do it tomorrow”. When, tomorrow? What previous action will trigger it, will remind you to do it? And, for instance, if you say ‘I will draw something after breakfast’, well – is it truly after breakfast that you’ll have time for that? As it turns out, after breakfast you actually have to empty the dishwasher and feed the chickens (or whatever other chores are expected of you) before you can sit down to draw. Then it is no longer ‘after breakfast’, you’ve missed your “implementation intention” (as Tim, the podcast guy, calls them). The mind is a fickle thing. A tiny thing like that may have spelled doom for the whole drawing activity for the day.

I think I’ll try putting some more structure into my days… I’ll tell you how it works out!

Thus, was eighteen.

Birthday has come and gone. The world didn’t change colour; the sky didn’t fall over my head. The change from child to adult, from guardian-dependent to free being, seems so inconsequential now that it’s passed. For so long it’s been this thing on the horizon, this border to cross; so many plans with friends these past few months made impossible because I didn’t have the right age on my ID. Countless forms with the derogatory ‘under-18s must have the signature of a parent/guardian’, that tiny stab to your self-worth. But: that border now seems absurd. On the other side of it, it seems trivial… and of course, every day someone becomes ‘legal’. Becomes their own human being to sign forms as they will, or to enter pubs as they will, or to drink legally (excepting americans, of course, haha!)…

Hmm.

But it’s damn nice to finally be 18, at least! Hurrah for me! Just in time to go abroad, and I have my little tickets organised, and the two passports, and a lovely BLUE samsonite luggage to put a year’s worth of possessions in. For months, it’s been ‘birthday first, then move’. The birthday on the horizon was like a crutch, a defense against that inevitable plane trip, I don’t think it’s really registered in some deep basic part of the consciousness yet. Do you know the feeling? Intellectually, you understand, but otherwise… ah and now the birthday has come and gone and there’s nothing between anymore. Nothing but five more days. Am more excited than I can say! Don’t you envy me? You should. I’m going to go have adventures..!

A Quote on the Start of the Year

“And what does January hold? Clean account books. Bare diaries. Three hundred and sixty-five new days, neatly parcelled into weeks, months, seasons. A chunk of time, of life … those few first notes like an orchestra tuning up before the play begins.”

-Phyllis Nicholson (‘Country Bouquet‘ 1947)

Zoo Visit

Took the grandparents to the zoo today. Had too much fun taking pictures with mum’s camera, though, and came home with almost 400 photos, and got separated from the whole family at one point (they didn’t realise anyone could spend so long photographing koi fish, thought I’d left the exhibit without them).
Anyway, the photos I preferred were those of more ‘average’ creatures than those you’d expect from the zoo visit- pond fish and birds instead of lions and giraffes- but I’m sure you won’t mind.

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Kookaburra Sketch

This year I am going to be CREATIVE! Write and paint and photograph and sketch and knit … and whatever else I get into my head to try …

Here, I drew this today. First of the year. Blue biro on moleskine (you can still see the writing on the other side if you look closely..). I only took a phone photo to get it inside the computer, and tried to clean it a little in photoshop, but still looks pretty messy… No matter though, it’s the thought that counts in this instance. I just have to show myself I did SOMETHING — the only way to improve is to practice — so yeah! I drew it with a photo as reference that I took on the 5th of November, the day the HSC finished, a very good day. Was eating dinner and this Aussie local decided to sit on our clothesline for ages, and didn’t mind at all that I wandered around and took about fifty photos of it from all kinds of angles. Probably was looking at me and laughing, in that superior way that animals have. Cats and such. ‘What IS she doing? I’ll stay here, and pretend I don’t see. I’m way above that kind of silliness.”

More drawings to come. I want to be able to look back on this year and see that I’ve made progress!

Fictional Characters are Great Inspiration, Right?

I watched Sherlock Holmes yesterday, enjoyed it thoroughly (the combination of the easy-to-look-at Law and Downey Jr helped!); it made me think about the character of Sherlock himself, how fantastical he is. He knows about so many things: the human body, for one, he can both play doctor and fight effectively; herbal medicine? sure; an off-the-top-of-his-head knowledge legends and myths (this one doesn’t need Google!); he apparently has a precise map of London in his head; he tracks mysteries and can solve them sometimes without leaving his room. Like a 19th-century Renaissance man.

I love the concept of the Renaissance person – or the ‘polymath’ if you prefer – it appeals to me, to know many things rather than specialising and only know one thing well. I have a book on Da Vinci for instance, which inspires me. This guy somehow managed to be both a master artist and inventor, which we remember him for today, yet on top of that also architect, botanist, musician, engineer, expert on human anatomy. And he DIDN’T have google! To become an expert on anatomy he had to perform the dissections himself! Imagine that, if you will. Drag home the body of some hanged criminal, put him on your kitchen table and start slicing… Seriously though he impresses me, as I’m sure he does many people. Can one strive to be a Renaissance person?

“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.” -Robert A. Heinlein

Anyway, back to Holmes. He seems so very … beyond the reach of ordinary people, you know? Though very cool. I always thought Dr House was very cool, too (understandable, seeing as he was based on Holmes). I was thinking of ways that we can take some inspiration from Holmes (I know he’s fictional, that doesn’t mean he can’t inspire reality!), and there seems to be two: one is, to be more observant. To notice those ‘little details’ that mean so much. It reminds me of the scene in the first Bourne movie where the protagonist has been trained to be so very observant of everything, and it freaks him out. But I’m sure there’ll be times when it’ll be very useful! You know those videos they show, and then ask questions about – “what was the colour of the car; what was its numberplate” – you hadn’t been concentrating on the car at all, of course, and find it impossible to answer. That could easily be important at some point, though. What if something happens, the police ask you about a robbery you witnessed, or something? I’m sure you could train yourself to be more aware of your surroundings, more observant of people and places and things.

And, number two: logic and reason. It’s what Holmes relies on to solve mysteries, right? The movie, I think, was a great choice in terms of the ‘mystery’ they chose: it was all magic and supernatural and woo-woo, spontaneous combustion and ‘getting into people’s minds’ and all such. I’m sure there was more than one person, especially if you haven’t read any of the books, that expected the supernatural resolution too, a la Supernatural the TV show, or something. “Ha-ha! It was the magic book that gave him the power! All we have to do to stop him is burn it at midnight under the shade of a tree at a crossroads–” Not quite. It’s all logic and nothing magical about it. A bribe to make someone act possessed, for instance. Holmes did not get carried away with all the magic, as it seems everyone else did. Thus, he managed to solve it.

I’m not saying we should become Sherlock Holmes, because not only is he fictional and therefore a little fantastical – and there’s parts of his life we wouldn’t want to copy, too – but why can’t we take some things from the story and make it real for us? Everyone needs some encouragement sometimes, to spur on change. Becoming more observant and skeptical of the world; that sounds exciting.

Note 1: Here’s a really funny YouTube review of Star Wars episode 1, by the way, check it out!

Note 2: Browsing DeviantART today, found this amazing digital painting of Robert Downey Jr as Sherlock Holmes. Especially interesting is the description of the process of creating it. Check that out too, k?


I Think I’m Addicted to Beginnings

So let me begin. A new start is always exciting, right? I’ve begun blogs before, I think this is my third, but I assure you I’m not getting any better at them. You may as well stop reading right away. It is a huge self-indulgence, really, this personal-blogging business. I admit it right away! It’s a selfish endeavour. You think it self-important? Well, yes, it probably is.

But I do love it, and so, new beginning once more. Welcome! I’m a Swedish girl, newly escaped from Australian high school, full of opinions, omnivorous, adventurous -  eager to explore the world. 2010 begins tomorrow, are you excited? Isn’t it the loveliest, roundest number of a year? Ten days into the decade I turn eighteen, and become officially my own person, to live life as I choose. Another seven days after that and I leave home to live on the other side of the world, to experience Europe for a year (expect photos!). Can you empathise with my entusiasm? Doesn’t it sound the most fantastic way to begin the rest of a life? I hope you do, I hope you can relate, because this feeling is wonderful.

So, essentially, that’s what I’ll be writing about on this blog. I named it a Journal, because it is – simply a diary, a log of life. In a way I’ll use it to keep my family in touch with what’s happening, but it’ll probably end up less structured than that. We’ll see. There are so many things I want to do, that I want to learn and try and see and do! And I suppose I’ll write about them afterwards.

I suppose everyone’s making new year’s resolutions. With all my zeal for 2010, perhaps I should too, though they never really seem to work, do they? Well I’ll make one. My resolution is: to restrain myself from using smileys when writing on this blog. Ah I want to! I smile often in conversation and I can’t help putting their online equivalent all over my writing (how unprofessional, right? :P ) Ok, so there’s one. That’s the last one. In all future writing you can remember my restraint and imagine little smileys scattered all over the place, hiding between the lines!

What are you resolving for next year?  I am going to learn and love and enjoy life. How about, you come and comment on this blog once in a while, to let me feel like I’m writing for someone? So it’s not completely self-indulgent? (If you know me personally, I expect a comment from you. That’s decided then? Great!)

Enjoy your New Years’ celebrations! See you for 2010. Lets go conquer the world.

-Jess