First Post From Home #2

We are moved.

Total casualties are:

1 shredded table lamp

2 wrecked freestanding lamps

1 dropped computer tower

1 dropped lightbox

1 traumatized cat

The new apartment is incredibly cozy. Maybe the last one was actually a little too big for a couple (To be fair, it was a three bedroom place, intended for a family) whereas this one feels just right for either a couple or a single occupant. There was also a wedding that had to be attended on Saturday (Congratulations to Eugene and Valerie. Last time I checked, he didn’t feel married either), and that had me going by myself while the Wife attended to things back home, at which point we finally got around to moving the cats. Uno took it pretty much the way we expected;mildly inconvenienced, but almost entirely nonplussed after the entire affair whereas Zero put up a mighty struggle not to leave (There was a five minute chase around our empty apartment that ended when we finally cornered him and stuffed him into the carrier) and then promptly hid under the couch at the new place where he remains even as I write. He comes out to explore for a few minutes, then promptly hides again. Stupid cat.

Today, that being Sunday, there was still no rest. I had to direct a shoot for the Wife’s exhibition. There is an organization called Design Singapore that is putting out the call to prove that graphic design in Singapore is not incidental, and that the people here can make real contributions. They failed in spectacular fashion to realize that Illustrators fall into this category, and until the Wife pointed it out to them, had made no provisions to cover them. They are now letting her run an exhibit on Illustrators–which entails throwing money her way to make a snazzy exhibition booth, complete with touch screens and projections on the wall–but at the last minute they decided they needed a video as well. Unfortunately, being married to her, familiar with the project, and having experience in writing and producing for television and video, I ended up being the logical choice.

So I spent today interviewing four artists, one of which was the Wife, and got their thoughts on the process of illustration and how they approached it.

I have also just cleaned three years worth of scum off our television screen. The Wife tells me that this is the direct result of my smoking, and speculates my lungs aren’t in much better shape.

Oh well, back to work…