Arty Stuff

Aug. 10th, 2019 06:33 pm
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It’s hard to work out,with art, what is ‘good enough’ to show online, to give to people as a gift,  and most of all, to sell.  I am still struggling to work it out. If I paint something, and show it in one place – on tumblr, say, or on Deviantart – and it doesn’t get many people interested, in terms of likes or reblogs or whatever metric you use is that because I didn’t show it to enough people, or because it’s not of a high enough standard for anyone to be interested in it yet, and so I need to work for longer on technique? Or is the subject only of interest to me?  Or should I take a new approach to what I make?

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Anyway, on Friday I made this in art class (well, I made some of it last week but this is the finished version.) It was supposed to be a 'how to paint mist' practice, but I'm pleased with it beyond a practice piece.   The figure is inspired by a free stock photo by Marcus Ranum, who is a very public-spirited soul who enjoys taking highly professional stock photos and giving them away to people to use for art.  I'm not sure I've quite managed to catch the texture of silk, but it's not bad.  I probably can take from this that I should work harder at sourcing reference photos..


More pics, more wittering below cut. Pics less good than the top one, I fear. )

bunn: (Brythen)


I just caught this advert for James Wellbeloved dog food, and it gave me FLOODS of tears.

I don't feed this particular food to my dogs because it doesn't suit Brythen, but apparently their ad team know how to neatly press all of my buttons.

bunn: (canoeing)
Bought a pile of Tesco socks, despite my objection to Tesco on their strategy of absurd drama-mongering press releases, like the Marmite thing. Honestly, Tesco always run that kind of story and people always fall for it and share the latest story that is 100% calculated to catch the eye by being zeitgesty and a bit controversial,  support the Tesco brand narrative that they are the champions of cheapness and then softly and silently vanish away afterwards like a boojum.  All Tesco news stories are boojums, except for the odd one that they'd prefer you not to know about, involving accounting scandals.

Anyway, I went to the women's sock section, and it was full of small, elegant and often rather frilly or decorated socks.  None of them looked warm.  You could buy plain black ones, but they were thin and clearly designed for wearing with Smart Womanly Shoes, not stomping through mud in boots.

So I went to the mens section again and stocked up on thick, warm socks in attractive shades of blue, purple and green, for noticeably less than it would have cost me to buy thin chilly Woman Socks.  Fortunately I am blessed with relatively large feet.

FEET HAVE NO GENITALS, TESCO.   I really don't understand why all socks are not presented in one row, going from Very Small to Very Big. I don't object to the existence of thin socks with sparkly kittens on, but I reckon that at least 80% of dogwalkers I meet are female, and there was not a single sock in the 'women's  section' that was well-adapted to that sort of life.


ETA: yeah, yeah, I know.  Don't give them money and then go away and moan about them on the internet : take the money elsewhere to someone who does it right.  But I'm SO lazy and also I have this internet right here to whinge into! 
bunn: (Az & Pony)


I mean, I'm not planning to move my bank account, because I am lazy and have both low standards and low expectations.
But I can appreciate this ad as a work of art.  It expertly expresses the qualities you'd want in a bank brand: strength, reliability, a long-term approach, an awareness of people as individuals. It could not have been made by any other business I can think of, which is surely part of the the essence of effective branding.

Plus

  • The horses are all so beautiful and look so superbly cared for.

  • I like seeing horses shown working in such a range of roles.

  • The girl who plays the bride looks so genuinely delighted.

  • The horse-drawn RNLI lifeboat.  I love lifeboats, and how often do you see an original lifeboat being moved as originally intended?  The lifeboat is the William Riley, built 1909,  bought, in a tragic state, on Ebay in 2005 and now magnificently restored.   (I feel obscurely guilty about the William Riley, because she fell into disrepair when she was on the River Taw near Barnstaple, which is the river I grew up sailing on, and I am pretty sure that if my Dad,  who was a relentless sentimentalist about old boats and the RNLI who had a habit of buying multiple copies of books from charity shops on the grounds that they were too good for a charity shop and needed rescuing,   had known the background, the William Riley would have come home with him... Lucky escape for her really, as I'm sure her current owner, the Whitby Historic Lifeboat Trust is a much more sensible arrangement.)

  • I've just realised that the lifeboat in the painting I made of the Royal Jubilee pageant in 2012 is the William Riley!  I didn't recognise her before.

bunn: (garden)
google-cress
Generally we only get the cheapest Google promotional gimmickry sent to us, so this does beg the question of whether out there somewhere, a big London agency has received, say, the Gift of Alstroemeria Seed*, the Gift of Unusual Basil*, or perhaps even, the Gift of Exotic Mushroom Spawn.

* a quick look at the Chiltern Seed Catalogue suggests that Alstroemeria plants and novelty basils are right up there when it comes to expensive seed.   I can see why with the novelty basil, every time I grew the weird exciting ones they always got greenfly.  Stick to plain old basil, is my advice. 
bunn: (Bah)
How many people really want to read this article I desire about crime in Roman Egypt, published 1963 - and are able to do so?  I'm guessing maybe 6, but I think that might even be an overestimate.  And there isn't even a way to pay an exorbitant fee and get access to the bloody thing!   I know it is there, but it might as well be sealed inside a capsule on the bloody Moon.

I was reading a 'success story' article today about someone using Google Adsense to successfully monetise content, and it occurs to me that rather than stick all these bloody paywalls everywhere and make it next to impossible to get through the sodding things, it might be a better thing for everyone involved if they just bunged them up - past a certain date in the past maybe - as freeware on cheap hosting, and ran a really good properly structured set of ad campaigns against them.

Is it over-suspicious to suspect that universities wouldn't like this as it might mean people actually learning stuff and drawing conclusions without their expensive mediation...?  Or is is just OMG, advertising!  That's like... TRADE!  OH THE HORROR!!!  We'll be knighting the grandchildren of mill-owners next and then where will we be?
bunn: (Bah)
I can, in fact, recycle just about as many 'Small Business Surveys' as you care to post to me.   No matter how many you send, it's always going to be quicker and easier for me to fling them straight into the recycling than to open, check figures, tick boxes and put the damn thing back in the post. 

I'm guessing this is also the case for every other small business you are sending these to.  This is why nobody is returning them to you.  Stop!   Instead, perhaps there is an incentive you could spend all that postage money on that might induce small businesses to tell you the stuff you want to know?   An incentive other than 'We will stop sending you surveys' preferably. 
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Today someone called on our home phone line and started talking about Sky box warranties expiring.  I was working and I knew that philmophlegm, under whose province television services lie, was unlikely to want an extended warranty, and I also thought there was a good chance it was a con.  So I said 'Sorry, I'm afraid we aren't interested' and rang off.

Almost immediately, that line rang again. I didn't bother picking it up this time, as I was doing more important things ( I'd wandered to the kitchen to make coffee. )

So I was delighted* when I checked the voicemail on that line this evening to receive a very cross voicemail telling me :

- that I am Their Customer** and he has been asked to give me the company's new phone number!
- but that because I am so horribly rude, he will not give me the phone number!
- and in fact, he won't even tell me what company he's calling from!


*no, I really was, I thought it was most amusing.
** actually, he called me Mrs Philmophlegm, which would technically mean that philmophlegm's Mum is actually Their Customer - I don't use pp's surname.
bunn: (Smile)
 Daily Mail article about dog that has learned a bunch of words. 

This paragraph took my eye:
"Children pick up vast amounts of language as they go along. For instance, a child of two understands the phrase “I love you”. I don’t think Chaser would know that. By three, a child would say: “Mummy, I love you” and know the meaning. Chaser couldn’t do that.’"

I'd love to know how anyone can objectively test small children for 'comprehension of love' and compare against an animal that cannot actually speak any human language - whether or not it can comprehend it.  Or any human, for that matter.

I feel that a test that can accurately tell you if 'I love you' is being fully understood and appropriately used would have *considerable* value on the open market.

Dear Co-op

Oct. 19th, 2010 12:05 pm
bunn: (No whining)
You asked me, through the medium of your magic Questioning Card Machine, whether your staff were well presented. 

I said yes, because I did not want them to get in trouble. 

The truth is, that they were not, through no fault of their own.  It would be difficult for anyone to look well presented in that uniform, and the addition of at least three multicoloured badges per staff member inviting me to ask them about membership, telling me their name, and saying that they have to ask about my age, does not help the visual effect. 

However, a more fundamental point is that I do not really care if they are wearing a top hat and tails, elderly jeans, woolly jumpers,  black leather, or psychodelic minidresses (possibly, I would have a slight preference for the woolly jumpers.  I like woolly jumpers).    None of those things would bother me *one whit* nor would they affect my purchases of cucumbers and beetroot.

What does affect my purchases of these things is when the shelves are empty of the items I desire.

I would have thought that this is something that your QCM could usefully ask about without calling on me to make aesthetic judgements on matters about which I care not at all, or reflecting on your checkout staff who, so far as I can tell, appear to be doing their job to the best of their ability. 

*afterthought*  I wonder if they actually collect and use the data from all the questions, or if it's purely there to give the customers a feeling of having Made Their Point?  
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It doesn't pander to the slow of reading, it gets straight to the point. It's clever in how it tells a story, and it showcases a clever technology that really does something, while simultaneously requiring no complexity in the technology that does the marketing.

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I am still fascinated by how the 'compare the meerkat' campaign has come to life like Frankenstein's monster: surely it must now be doing so much stuff that its creators never anticipated. Now it is marketing completely separate and unrelated businesses: is there any limit to the power of the Meerkat?

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