Fashion & Textile Museum: Fabulous design courses throughout the year …


A colleague put me onto the Fashion & Textile Museum after i mentioned a decidedly ‘never mind the gaps’ education in illustrator. It turns out that the F&TM is a great source of learning on this and many other design software subjects, I also like that the class sizes are kept small and cost effective allowing the learner to dip in and out at various times during the year without having to make a big cash/or time commitment.

I had a little mooch over their website and it’s a blooming goldmine, not just for those in the fashion industry but for anyone with an interest in design. The F&TM also hold courses on Photoshop, Illustrator and InDesign which are the industry standard for most design work, and again, even if you are not a designer can come in pretty handy in a lot of office based jobs to have a working knowledge of some of these packages. The F&TM also hold lots of different events and workshops (some free) that cover a wide range of subjects like ‘learning to draw like a designer’ , ‘introduction to print’ and one that I’ve just missed but I hope they re-issue later in the year, the ‘make do & mend’ course which sounds like a great little 4 week starter course on general sewing, mending and patching skills – silly as it sounds but when you’re broke it really does pay dividends if you know how to take up your own suit trousers or mend the rips in your favourite cardi!

Happy learning!

Time is running out: Will the internet really run out of space on February 2nd?

Hold your horses; haven’t we all heard this story before? Since its inception journalists have been running stories that one day the internet will get so big it will implode into itself big bang style, leaving hospitals without equipment, detonating missiles into the air and shutting down our natural resource supplies, all of which fills me with the compulsion to bulk buy canned goods and drill a sturdier lock onto my door – regardless of the sensible voice in my head which tells me that the story is the latest in a long line of utter sensationalist nonsense.

Thankfully, mashable.com’s Sarah Kessler has stepped in fray with a rational article explaining that in reality the current version of IP addresses is running out, not the internet, so while it may be advisable to back up any online files prior to that date I’m afraid we’ll have to wait a little longer for an apocalypse … well, not that long, December 21st 2011 to be precise.

Ode to my flatmates, Moving On presents … Home Jane & The Junk Monkey

Some of the Chicksand House Crew

For most Londoners the New Year doesn’t just herald the start of something new, it can also mean the end of something – namely your rental contract! Throughout January and February spareroom and gumtree are buzzing with vacancies that hold the promise of cooler locations and friendlier flatmates while lettings agencies are equally deluged with singles and couples looking for a nicer neighbourhood and a bit more room.

So many people see moving location as a big hassle but as far as I’m concerned they’re the same type of people who like going to the same place on holiday every year because the mere thought of having to explore somewhere new is exhausting to them – which is fine, I guess, but hardly the template for an adventurous and fulfilling life. I’ve loved living in shared accommodation during my twenties (don’t get me wrong, it’s not always been sunshine and bunnies) but apart from living in the centre of the hippest and most historic parts of our fair city I’ve also got to meet lots of people from different parts of the world and from different cultures that I wouldn’t ordinarily have met, who have enriched and opinionated my life. Another big plus when sharing is that you’re forced to grow up and compromise which (I believe) helps to make you a more tolerant and flexible person – valuable lessons in a culture that increasingly preaches the virtues of a being selfish and morally divorcing yourself from civic and neighbourly duties.

Anyway, lecture over. I myself will be moving in the next few weeks, I will sadly be leaving my flatmates behind to start my new adventure (living with my boyfriend!) and as is my nature, every aspect of our move is being planned with military precision. In 3 weeks time the lists for my lists and calendar (paper, phone and PC) reminders that constantly yell at me to change postal addresses, wrap up final bills and cancel the gym membership for the convenient gym down the road I haven’t been to yet will seem like a distant memory. However, one thing has been bothering me, a. how do we deal with all of the junk that we’ll inevitably want to get rid of once we move? and b. How am I going to fit time in to do the slurry of DIY jobs that will surface the day before I’m due back to work?

Solution A: The Junk Monkey


The Junk Monkey team are ready and waiting to whisk away any unwanted junk or debris that you may have accumulated pre or post move. The rates are reasonable and they have a helpful guide and price breakdown on their website which also lists testimonials, insurance credentials and the benfits of hiring them compared to i.e. a skip! Another big pull is there green credientials, like most people I like to reuse and recycle when possible which is why I like The Junk Monkey’s ethos of donating anything of use to charity and recycling paper, cardboard, glass and when possible, plastics.

Solution B: Home Jane

I own a set of tools, I even own a power drill for little jobs like knocking together a flat pack wardrobe or tightening a limp door handle – I don’t mind DIY and actually delight in my accomplishments no matter how small. However there are times when a professional hand is required or when the little jobs turn into a multitude of little jobs that threaten your weekends for the foreseeable future. It’s then that a good old fashioned handy man is just what the doctor ordered, or should I say handy woman! Home Jane is a London and Manchester based company that offers a great service to those who find DIY impossible, boring or simply don’t have the time employing handy women for general DIY, as well as qualified Carpenters, Electricians, and Decorators who will have you’re new nest ship shape in no time – give them a go, I certainly intend to!

The Book Club (London) presents: Thinking & Drinking, life drawing classes in the New Year

Roll on the New Year and along with it the delight of making New Year resolutions. If you’re anything like me somewhere near the top of your tattered, lovingly pored over, utterly unattainable list of resolutions will be something along the lines of ‘must learn …’ or ‘sign up to course x’. Whether it be it a hobby that you’ve been yearning to take up, preparation for a possible career change or simply an excuse to get out of the house and meet some fresh faces, these days learning really can be fun – and nothing encapsulates that so well as the course i’ve listed below. And in the ongoing spirit of this I’ll be posting some fun, frivolous and fiendishly erudite courses whenever I happen across them throughout the Spring.

The first (as titled above) is a series of Life Drawing throughout early January 2011 presented by The Book Club. In their own words;

“Life Drawing aims to present a contemporary feel to life drawing, through composition and consideration. Each class will also introduce an aspect of fashion to add drama and a decorative element to the subject. The aim of the class is to develop individual style and personal expression. A spectacular unique model will be presented to explore these elements. Limited places are available, please book your place with to avoid disappointment”.

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Host: Morris
Topic: Life Drawing
Door: £8 with a glass of wine
Time: 2 sessions 6:30 – 8:30 and 8:30 – 10:30

Breakfast at Tiffany’s … I think I’ll pass.

Q: So what’s your beef with Breakfast at Tiffany’s?
A: Two words. Holly Golightly.

I admit it, when I was a girl I fell hook, line and sinker for Breakfast at Tiffany’s, after all Holly Golightly had it all – the waif like figure, those clothes, that hair and to top it all she was so girly and fragile and every man who looked upon her went blind at the sight of her beauty – she was everyone’s darling and so was the actress who played her. Pretty much all of my friends would agree with me and whenever the question ‘what’s your favourite movie’ or ‘who is your favourite actress’ comes up I would stake my salary that ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ or ‘Audrey Hepburn’ would have at least a 90% response rate.

However over the years I have become less and less convinced, after all when you step back and take a look at the central character (HG) what does she represent but a vacuous, gold digger who cared more about jewellery and shopping than she did about people, getting a job, or her obligations to her family – not exactly the best role model in the world but none the less one that thousands (if not hundreds of thousands) of girls choose to emulate above e.g. Melanie Griffiths in Working Girl, a rags to riches tale of a feisty (and attractive) young girl who makes her way up the corporate ladder using her ingenuity and brains, or maybe Charlie’s Angels, three beautiful crime busting, independent girls who bring down evil corporations – to name but a few? No doubt most women would rate these other films but I don’t think I’ve ever heard a girl refer to one of the central characters with the kind of adoration Holly Golightly’s character garners – but why?

HG is romanticized throughout the film, first with the revelation that she is running away from a poor background, but what does she do about it – find work or earn the respect of a circle of friends who would help her find her footing in the world et al … no, she leads a frivolous lifestyle of parties and powder rooms paid for by a selection of sugar daddies – charming, not so much a profession as the oldest profession. And in her defining moment at the end of film she decides in the heat of the moment to choose to ditch the hubby-to-be who’s been funding her lifestyle and courting her, and (supposedly) chooses love over money – but does she, or is she just responding to the selfish, whimsical behaviour that proceeded her throughout the film?

It’s easy to get so dazzled by Holly’s glamour that in our rush to emulate her we forget that she is empty and self loathing. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been a firm believer in self image and first impressions, as the philosopher Mark Vernon wrote “They declare that it’s your personality that counts, not your shoes or necklace. They are wrong. Your look doesn’t just affect how people respond to you it speaks volumes about who you are”, however I think it’s also important to look beyond that point, especially when we’re choosing people, or characters to aspire to – I don’t care how many cries of ‘I only like Breakfast at Tiffany’s because of her clothes/hair etc, it’s not really about her character’, it’s a non argument, as if this were the case you would all be gushing about Roman Holiday, Two For the Road or one of the countless other films she has appeared in. Holly to me represents our culture today, she expected everything and was prepared to give nothing in return and then cried when it didn’t work out, and because it was a film eventually some dope came along and ‘saved’ her – well thanks, but as I said before – I think I’ll pass!

Wake Up Britain! An article on a looming Tory government and the time honoured trick of misdirection.

Up until this weekend’s comments admonishing the violent thugs who attacked the royal car (I’ll get back to that later) I can’t help feeling that David Cameron has been notorious by his lack of any public support for his ever pale, blotchy faced commerade (ahem) Nick Clegg? Maybe you have noticed, or maybe you were too pissed off with that spineless toad Clegg to care less if David Cameron had any comments to make or not?

Regardless, hasn’t everything got rather farcical in politics over the past few weeks – Nick Clegg has been cast as the evil villain over the tuition fees debacle, and in a way rightly so as he’s been caught bang to rights going back on his election promises, However he’s far from the first MP to renege on an election promise, they do it to us all the time, and as for public concern regarding the ever widening gap between the social classes due to tuition fees well, with the bail out from the recession, public spending freezes for the next 5 years, taxes going up on practically everything – heck, generally the ‘new budget’, we all need to come to terms with the fact that the gap has already widened so drastically that the prospect of ‘upward social mobility’ feels like a distant dream.

No, my spider senses are tingling that a greater plan was afoot, I felt that unbeknown to us all (including him) Clegg had already been cast historically not as the sell-out but as the idiot who was been given enough rope to hang himself with. After all, it’s strange that after all those photo opportunities and promises of a unified coalition that one of the first policies to go through Parliament was one that divided the parties so greatly and was sure to cause shit storm with students (who historically in times of political turmoil are the first to hit the streets in protest) and stir deep sympathy with the greater public, a policy that just happened to contravene every Lib Dem party promise ever made. Enter stage left, the sell-out Clegg who appears to have taken on the characteristics of a submissive nodding dog to David Cameron who only needed to convince him that he had to back the policy, and thus we have a hung man!

Clegg’s dazed expression says it all, David Cameron wanted to run this country solo, he had absolutely not intention of having a whiney liberal spoiling his chance to seize power – Clegg still doesn’t know what hit him, and unfortunately due to the public’s obsession with the tabloid press we’ve been so busy spitting vitriol at Nick Clegg we’re missing the wider threat that’s almost upon us. It cheers my heart a little (only a little) to know that the Lib Dem’s have fallen for it hook, line and sinker too – they are already turning on one another and the calls for votes of no confidence in Nick Clegg are imminent. Yes, David Cameron may have smiled his crocodile smile for the camera’s and promised to make the coalition work (as was the decision of the decision of the voting public) but as I mentioned before, Nick Clegg isn’t the first MP to renege on a promise.

Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less: Is an economic crisis good for art?

On a bleak Christmas Evening in Downing Street, tiny wisps of snow fall from the sky like ghostly stars. The houses are black and lifeless – except for No.11 – which is illuminated by a solitary oil lamp burning in the window at the top of the house. George Osborne is sitting at the grand old desk by the roaring fire, feverishly stabbing away at the paper with his quill pen. A downtrodden advisor by the name of Bob Cratchit approaches Mr Osborne with much trepidation and enquires if it would be possible to go home and see his family. With an angry flourish, Osborne summons Cratchit back to his desk with a pointed finger. “There is more cutting to do!”

As we approach the season of goodwill, Osborne will inevitably be portrayed as a modern- day Ebenezer Scrooge from his detractors in the opposition. On the 24th May, he announced the biggest level of austerity measures since the Second World War era. The figures are undoubtedly staggering. £81 billion will be cut from public spending over the next four years. 500,000 public sector workers will be told that they no longer have a job to rely on. Whitehall departments will be squashed, flogged and trimmed of any possible excess waste. Who knows, perhaps the chancellors ultra stringent strategy will kick-start the British economy into life? Only the tick of time will reveal that answer.
What about the Arts? I believe that it is unwise to assume that an economy suffering from ill-health will automatically infect culture; leaving it weakened and undernourished. In fact, in an ironic twist of fate, many of our museums and galleries have not only survived the recession but are flourishing like never before. A whole new generation of families have been seduced by the combination of affordability and the intellectual stimulation of an educational day out for their children Last year; The National Gallery in London announced that visitor numbers went up by 19%. Even much smaller galleries in less cultural hotspots than London have boasted attendance figures which were much higher than expected.

In 2008, Noel Gallagher declared that he was ‘praying for a Tory win in the next election.’ This statement seems unfathomable when comparing it to that photograph from 1997, with the guitarist caught shaking the hand of Tony Blair. Of course, Gallagher has not swapped his Labour rose for a Conservative torch in the intervening years. He is firm in his belief that a Conservative Government provokes the traditionally left-wing music scene to rally together and produce its most vital work.
It certainly did in the mid-nineties, as the Britpop explosion coincided with the last years of John Major’s reign. If the recent student protest at the Millbank Tower is anything to go by, David Cameron and Nick Clegg may just provoke a similarly passionate reaction from our bright, young musicians. In any case, PRS for music announced that sales went up by a phenomenal 4% in 2008, when the recession was at its most acute stage.

If the Music Industry has been able to avoid the arrows of outrageous economic fortune, then regrettably it is the Film market which finds itself wounded and demoralised. In June, Culture Secretary Jeremy Hunt announced the abolition of the UK Film Council, to the consternation of key figures including Mike Leigh, John Hurt and Steven Spielberg. The Council was set up by Labour in 2000 to develop and promote the UK film industry. During its time, it handed out over £160 million of lottery money to projects such as the period classic ‘Gosford Park’ and the more recent success story ‘Fish Tank’.

Shane Meadows – the auteur behind the deeply affecting ‘This is England’ which was part-funded by the UK Film Council – made its follow-up ‘This is England ‘86’ as a six-part series for Channel 4. Whether the economic downturn was directly responsible or not, it was refreshing to see a lovingly crafted work of art nestled alongside the mountain of Reality TV garbage which now dominates the schedules. Perhaps all is not lost. Perhaps the tide is turning after all.

Posted by: Corporal Jones

The Queen’s Birthday Gun Salutes

In Hyde Park tomorrow at noon.

If you fancy taking a constitution tomorrow lunchtime and take no exception to the odd cannon going off in the near vacinity why not head to Hyde Park and celebrate the Queen’s birthday … all the cool kids are!

London Book Fair: Saturday 17th April

Spring has finally sprung and all around people are beginning to tentatively sniff the air from under their thick grey winter shells. As this time of year is about leaving whatever has been troubling you behind and starting fresh, what better way to do this than by trying your hand at a new vocation, or indulging a hobbie? The London Book Fair at Earls Court have some amazing masterclasses running this Saturday for those with a literal bent. They are long enough for you to learn something, short enough not too bore you (or waste a potentially sunny weekend entirely), and more than affordable.

How to Get Published Masterclass
COST: £40 inlcuding VAT
Chair: Danuta Kean
Mr Mark Booth, Publisher, Hodder and Stoughton, Ms Carole Blake, Agent, Blake Friedmann, Ms Lionel Shriver, Author et al (listed on website)

How to Write For Screen: Film & TV Masterclass
COST: £40 inlcuding VAT.
Chair: Julian Friedmann, Blake Friedmann, Literary, TV & Film Agency
Speakers Dr Craig Batty, Author & Senior Lecturer in Screenwriting, Bournemouth University, Mr David Nicholls, Screenwriter, Mr Paul Ashton, Producer, BBC Writersroom

The Wellcome Collection presents: Pressure Drop featuring Billy Bragg: 19 April-12 May

As a nation for the most part we’re all to fat and lazy to be political. The Orwellian nightmare penned in 1984 became our reality years ago and we were too busy mindlessly social networking or watching reality TV to give a shit. Our musicians (the ones who aren’t more accurately described as celebrities or entertainers) are media savvy wh*res operating somewhat covertly under the fiefdom of commercial giants or with an unhealthy dollop of self interest while selling themselves as rebellious, subversive hipsters – of course we all know it’s a lie, but that’s because we’re media savvy too … and the heart breaking thing is for the most part we really don’t care because being lied to has become part of our culture, after all how many people do we really trust anymore – we don’t even trust ourselves.

I didn’t know that much about Billy Bragg before I saw his poster which looked more like an advert for a Quadrophenia-esque Brit–flick than a gig/installation/philosophical debate, but the more I’ve read about this performance, and Bragg’s views on life the more fascinated I became, not just because he’s from my neck of the woods but because his words have genuine energy and echoes real life experience which transcends on many levels. He’s a musician, a thinker, and he challenges and cares about his environment, and I like people like that – just that they exist, regardless of whether I agree with them or not …

As part of the Wellcome Collections Identity Project Billy Bragg will be performing with Maverick theatre makers throughout April and May 2010, as follows;

“Drama of passion and prejudice featuring Billy Bragg and his band, written by Mick Gordon
19 April-12 May, 19.30

“Maverick theatre-makers On Theatre join forces with legendary singer-songwriter Billy Bragg to explore English identity and loyalty. ‘Pressure Drop’ takes us to the heart of one family’s struggle to define home. Part play, part gig, part installation, it is a passionate account of what it is to be English today.
This is a standing performance and is not suitable for those aged under 14.”

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