My thoughts exactly, today, and now.

Today is Wednesday. Another day, another mess of art and fun.

And I’m excited about my next art project, we have to make a conceptual drawing on anything we dam well like!

I have been watching cartoons on YouTube, ones probably intended for those a lot younger than I, such as Negima and Winx Club (Season 4, Italian version).

I still need to perfect my photos for photography. If you’ve ever taken a professional photography class you would understand my anxiety. And I only scrapd by on Design… I mean, how pathetic of me to trust my tutor who said I was doing well at it! Still, I do not know the full story of what she was thinking when she gave me the wrong advice.

OMG it’s nearly 11pm. I must get to bed before I go mad. But I’m NOT TIRED!

Nighty night

Big ups to Ethiopian music

St Yared of Music, Ethiopia

Well, one of the things I love most about the world is Ethiopian music. It really gets my heart pounding and it is so different from everything else.

I am annoyed- www.ethiobeats.com is now nothing but an advertisement site. It used to be my ultimate Ethiopian music destination. St Yared would be mad.

My brain is in my head, is it??? Dam!

I have about had it up to here (points above head) with painting. So I’m blogging instead, before I go and do some photography. With chocolate by my side I write.

I’ve been really lazy, I have not done much blogging at all. So, of course, in this blog, I have to include Ethiopia.

So, I’ll start with that, Ethiopia. A dam is nearly complete, and they’re predicting bloodshed already. I mean, what is up with that? The Omo Valley seems to be the second worst place (after Somalia) to sort their business out! Hence I’m sticking to Addis and the mountains when I go. I know that’s shallow, but I think I have a better chance of being safe. Please, Omo, sort yourself out peacefully. It might be traditional to fight the guy next door, but it’s not necessarily best. Same goes to you Ato Meles. I jumped for joy when you said you would retire in 2010! But this mentality is not restricted to that certain country. It’s definately prevalent in NZ, the whole gang thing makes me terribly ashamed of human behaviour in general. The thing is, a lot of us can’t be bothered to make right, we have to fiddle with our own mentality before we try and fix the world. This is hard. Dealing with your own brain is the hardest thing I know.

There are many ways to deal with one’s own brain. Brainstorming and art class are some things, and spending time in the company of very diverse people is another. Reading, listening and talking is a great way to expand your mind to learn of the world you live in and most importantly- learn about yourself.

Every country in the world needs to constantly remind itself of who it is. Especially Somalia, Ethiopia and New Zealand, because I’m writing about them today. The crisis in Somalia will be solved by a patriot (or group of people) who considers themselves and the world around them, and can reconstruct the mentale so that the country can co-exist with the world well. This will work with nearly any country, but this will take time and there will always be about 291 people standing in the way.

Why sometimes I just think life is impossible but you have to ride it until you go through the open door to the next stage (which is probably still complicated!!!)

Solomon Mengstea is Coming to Aotearoa!

Watching out, for that plane, Oh I wish he’ll come soon, Solomon Mengstea Is Coming To Aotearoa!

and near Christmas too! What should I do? Should I replace all the Band-Aids with different branded plasters in our house? What radio station won’t play that annoying song over christmas?

i hope he arrives soon.

Mulugeta Gebrekidan

This post is about an artist I saw on Couchsurfing and now am friends with through Facebook. To me, he is more of an abstract artist and I am more realistic, which sets us apart, but I have looked at some of his works online, and I especially like the spoon piece, it can raise many questions and invigorates thought, like art should.

There you go- simple yet effective. I especially like the use of multiple languages in the bottom right-hand canvas. This also reminds me of the ‘cover-up’ project we did in Sculpture.

Another one of his works uses condoms. I have asked him what his message is and I am waiting for a reply. Some of his paintings are more gestural and not as much to my taste, but they may appeal to someone else.

Right now I am in the middle of my own Sculpture project ‘Safe and Sound (Touch Wood)’ and it was annoying me so I came and blogged.

Cannot be stuffed.

“purpleamhariccoffee–I have read all ur posts under different forums and sometimes they are on the point ,sometimes a little out of track and sometimes completely pointless.The fourth one u posted here is not only pointless but also very weird to say the least.Come on honey,u know better than that.U never heard of “genfo” but u are well aware of the fact that it is some kind of food.For u FGM is a matter of freedom for young women.If a grown up girl feels like it,she can go and have it done w/o any problem.Last time I checked ,there are rules and regulations in any society.I do not know there where u stay but where I am, there are rules I have to follow to stay in the game.FGM should not be an option for any woman in the world.It is barbaric, it is dangerous and it is not fair.Purpleamhariccoffee,please do not be offended by what we posted here.”

“I believe, purpleamhariccoffe, is not what you guys think she is. She is not abesha, but is aware of the culture and into it, obviously. Moges, you must have taken it the wrong way when she said she had never heard of Genfo.”

Yep, that Dr Ethiopia guy (who writes the blog I frequently comment on) is right on the nail. But the other guy is under the impression that I am pro-FGM!

OH EGZYABERE! I HATE IT! IT IS UNFAIR AND UNJUST AND UNUSUAL AND BACKWARDS! I feel deeply for all who suffer.

But, I reckon as a human being, I have the right to be interested in any country I want no matter what colour I am (coz I’m purple) or country I live in. And I AM Purple, not Black or White. Purple is my being.

Now, I gotta go get on the bus.

Yours,

PURPLEAMHARICCOFFEE

(Solomon Mengstea is hot)

Ethiopian Postage System

My friend is annoyed at me. I sent him a letter quite a while ago to his friend but he hasn’t got it yet, and neither has his friend. Has the World Food Crisis hit the posties? I thought postage was the last to go, you know.

And, there are too many flaming World Crisises at the moment. It angers me to the core and I’m sick of hearing of them. Can’t we have World Solutions? Actually we do, but we’re too damned lazy to use them!

Well, right at the minute I am just watching cartoons on YouTube to forget about it.

But one thing remains- I still like Ethiopia, Italy, New Zealand and any other place I find cool.

ITYOPYAWINET

Ma-O-Se!and chocolate

Check out these guys!!!

man alive I like this. Great driving song.

But this video is crazy… they must have overdosed on caffine!

have a great day

Tertariw tetertariwen seletereterew, tetertariw betertariw bemeterteru teteratro tertariwen tereterew.

Tertariw tetertariwen seletereterew, tetertariw betertariw bemeterteru teteratro tertariwen tereterew. (Since the suspector suspected the suspected, the suspected became suspicious of the suspector.)

I am feeling suspicious today. Luckily I had that little tounge twister to open with. It works in both languages, my tounge is now in a knot, so while I’ll undo it, i’ll talk about my suspicions

I feel my Ethiopian ‘boyfriend’ is just reaching into my wallet. If any of the people reading this want to know him, the e-mail is solbig222@yahoo.com

He says he’s genuine, but I am suspicious. And perhaps he’ll become suspicious of me…. I mean, who isn’t suspicious of a foreigner? I just want to know the truth whether I have a man crushing on me or my wallet. Or both.

I have sent him some money, but I know I have control of my money, and I can say no when I feel like I have my own expenses to cover for. And, Solomon Mengstea, if you are reading this, it’s only because I am concerned for the both of us. You can’t win a woman by becoming her donation receiver. I know you have done things independently before or found other people. You are a smooth talker, but are you a smooth walker?

Well, mehed afelegalo

Dehna hunnu,

EMILYA

The Battle of the Bulge…

As you may have guessed from my last post is that I an fat. Hence, in a rather boring and slow day at art school, I will try and explain why. A lot of my lack of physical prowess has lent to the fact that I am horrendously unable to run well. I drew this cartoon and the one before to go on these pages and photoshopped them quickly. People say that I am good at this kind of stuff and I should not battle too hard with running.

My cartoons are on my Bebo page, PurpleAmharicCoffee, but that is a private page so you have to request to be my friend first. There aren’t many, and I haven’t been on my Bebo in ages because of this dumb server in the art school that never lets you do much fun stuff. I mean, Bebo is NOT porn. And in ART SCHOOL, hello, is it not a liberal place?

Again, I feel guilty when I think about the world and I look at my reflection in the mirror. So I dress in really dark clothing- not because I’m goth- even though Amy Lee is cool- but because I want to look slimmer than this fat marshmallow I am. But I’ve never been skinny, even after trying to diet. Now, when I like a country that is infamous for hunger problems, I feel much worse. But what is my fatness got to do with that???????? I mean, there are people like Rahel Yohannes and some people I see in the background of Addis photos that are like my size. Stupid stereotypes, if they were true, I’ll be a Maori or a woolly sheep ‘baaaaaa!’ Also I would have a big farm with lots of sheep and border collies (they are verry beautiful dogs, though. They’re well-mannered and don’t slober all over you like others). I know someone who did that, but is now doing something else.

Right now I’m being silly and checking out engrish.com because laughing at language is the best medicine.

Especially this one cracked me up majorly and gave me great relief-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THIS SAYS IT ALL!!!!!

have a fantastic day:)