<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:34:48.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>critical context</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6887297327960030694</id><published>2009-04-18T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T05:48:35.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!</title><content type='html'>theres ony like a week til assesment n i've done fuck all for the last to weeks! i havnt bin dossin though (can i jus point that out) so hopefully will be able to get me arse into gear when i get back on monday! iv ony got a week left of this bollocks n then i can focus on thailand!!! am hopefully goin to be doin some video work out there (as a fayvour to one of me mates)  but mainly i'm jus to ecxited! mayeb then i can come back to uni n not be so pissed off with it when we start second year! if JMU gets its arse into gear i'll be well happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6887297327960030694?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6887297327960030694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/04/shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>brakethrough!!!</title><content type='html'>have finally hada brakethrough with the essay! am well chuffed! jus need somethin to happen with the studio work but am goin to use next week as a major mind-detox so i can clear out all the crap to focus on me work!!!! also jus booked a place on a month trip to thailand so lookin forward to the photo opportunities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6472969161324546061?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6472969161324546061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/brakethrough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6472969161324546061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6472969161324546061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/brakethrough.html' title='brakethrough!!!'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-519213900853481711</id><published>2009-03-21T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:24:37.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont rock the boat</title><content type='html'>iv noticed that we all seem to be strugglin n altho i woudlnt wish it on anyone, its nice to no we'm all in the saerm boat......might jump over board soon though cause i no wot i'm doin now jus need to find a way of gettin on with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st module (non specialist) is still sort of self portraits....its proper hard xplainin it without showin ya, plus i ay really dun much wrok for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd one (whihc i had a massive tutorial on which i didnt really need casuse i was just told things what i already new!!!) is sort of a landscape thing but also comin bak to the self-portrait thing - usin some of my photography work from college so jsut need to get crackin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-519213900853481711?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/519213900853481711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-rock-boat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/519213900853481711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/519213900853481711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-rock-boat.html' title='dont rock the boat'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7705441351475166404</id><published>2009-03-16T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:19:58.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>proper strugglin to do work at the minit n i dont no why!!!! this shits drivin me mad! i miss jus bein able to do work n get on with it but summat is seriously stoppin me n i dont no what....i'm hatin this! its like anythin anyone has ever told me is comin true or i might jus be fullfillin it sort of like a self-fullfillin prophecy except i didnt make it - christ this isnt makin sense! its jsut frustraytin! am goin to crakc on with the essay for the minit cause atleast i'll be doin somthin productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7705441351475166404?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7705441351475166404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/proper-strugglin-to-do-work-at-minit-n.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7705441351475166404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7705441351475166404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/proper-strugglin-to-do-work-at-minit-n.html' title=''/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6087468170415561987</id><published>2009-03-12T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:55:46.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just about....</title><content type='html'>just about ready to give up on this uni bollocks!! i no i wont cuase i'm to bloody stubborn n i've got to much ridin on this but its drivin me mad. at the minute i'm questionin wyh i'm even doin art n questionin my "ability". i dont no if anyone else has had this but its makin me feel like shit! the only good thing ot come out of it is the fact that bein this frustrated has made me do loads of wrok but i feel like theres no point in even doin it. its stupid but its the way it is at the minit. i dont like this at all.....dont no what to do about it eether. guess i just got to keep goin with it which doesnt sound to much of a bad idea cuase i am stubborn as fuck so definately wont give up on it, just feel like i want to if that makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6087468170415561987?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6087468170415561987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6087468170415561987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6087468170415561987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-about.html' title='just about....'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7088956673262532832</id><published>2009-03-11T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:11:28.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a croc of shite!</title><content type='html'>have just had my first tutroial of this semester (yeah ok, i missed the 1st 2 but i did tell my tutor i  couldnt make it) n it was the biggest load of shit ever!! i dont no how i've come out of it all angry n what not but i'm fumin! i never get a strate answer out of my tutor n he asks stupid bloody questions n when i answer them my answer always seems to be rong!! i cant do right in this place but no one will learn me how to do it right or then i get the answer that theres no right or rong - how fuckin stupid!?!?!?! i've sat n thought about what my tutor said to try n see where hes comin from n what his point is but he hasnt got a point n to be quite honest hes talkin out his arse!! it annoys me that theres never any other tutors around to talk to cause it would be nice to have someone elses input other than my tutors who reads people so rong.....who thinks he nos who you are after speakin to you like 5 times since yuo started uni n its proper frustratin!!! rant over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7088956673262532832?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7088956673262532832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-croc-of-shite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7088956673262532832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7088956673262532832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-croc-of-shite.html' title='what a croc of shite!'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-8549808770961967498</id><published>2009-03-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:25:38.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TTSAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://0A92757B-C1BB-4504-B06A-9975D0A8797D/zoe.jpg" alt="zoe.jpg" /&gt;     this is for yuo....thanks for stickin with me and givin me the kick up the arse n the inspiration to do it. love and miss yuo always xxxx  TTSAB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-8549808770961967498?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/8549808770961967498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-for-yuo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8549808770961967498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8549808770961967498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-for-yuo.html' title='TTSAB'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-2201611343651807586</id><published>2009-03-09T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:19:34.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after todays lecture, decided am defo doin the question about vidoe art but i just sat down to try n do some of it n i'm already fucked with it!!!!!!!! also havnt done much proper work neither....not really in the head space for doin work right now but its annoyin me that it HAS to be done! deadlines am normally good for me but since bein at uni it shite cuz we dont have to do anythin (i.e goin in the studio - which is proper madness!) structure would be good right abowt now - i said this to one of my mates at another uni doin fine art n she got the rong end of the stick n thort i ment that i wanted to be told waht to do which is obviuosly not what i ment! its just doin me tree at the minute! on a good note though.....critical context was well good today - just enjoyed it. it gets me thinkin which i guess is a good thing (although i am worried that i'll hurt myself one day from thinkin to much!!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anyways goin to try n crack on with this essay! in a bit guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-2201611343651807586?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/2201611343651807586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/essay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/2201611343651807586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/2201611343651807586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/essay.html' title='essay'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6881558445833764688</id><published>2009-03-05T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:23:29.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard as nials</title><content type='html'>wokrs goin pretty bad at the minit....just findin it hard to do anythin! but its frustratin cause i want to but i just cant n i dont no why!!! no matter what i do, what i look at, who i talk to its just not happning! i hate it when this happens n it always just comes out of the blue n its drivin me mad. its proper gettin to me at the minit cuase like i said its frustratin me cause i really want to do work but somethin seems to be stoppin me sort of like an invisible barrier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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nials'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6258268671019777267</id><published>2009-03-04T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:05:41.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW5WVwS7V3U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW5WVwS7V3U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6258268671019777267?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6258268671019777267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/beyond-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6258268671019777267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6258268671019777267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/beyond-wall.html' title='beyond the wall'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-5645362611400097749</id><published>2009-03-04T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:57:04.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, wind and art</title><content type='html'>went ot the tate yesterday cause my mate was up here and wanted to go. i've seen the one exhibition theyve got there quite a few times already but i've never been able to go n look at the work and know what the works on about.....i fuckin loved it! n it was strange seein things we've discussed in lectures actually in real life - crazy shit! it was a really strange feelin to not have to try n read the blurb at the side of the work cause you new what it was on about!!!! i still dont like the inviroment of an art gallery.....it was to quite and there were some proper stuck up people what was lookin at me as if i shouldnt be there! aparently common people arent aloud to like art but i sort of reeled off loads of shite about one piece to my mate when he asked me what it was n this old couple actually looked quite impressed!!! i dont really see why class should have anythin to do with art but o well, i still love the exhibition so they can go bollocks to be fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided that the shitty wether in liverpool can actually be a good thing cause it was pissin it down when i was walkin bak up from the gallery n it was proper windy but i've found that its proper good wther for me to do some thinkin in! dont no why and i dont care but i did some good thinkin in hurricane/monsoon type wether we had yesterday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-5645362611400097749?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-1215095450265883147</id><published>2009-03-03T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:13:32.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yuotubes a load of ****!</title><content type='html'>un chien andalou and meshes of the afternoon are the to films i based my essay on for last semester. until yesterdays lecture i'd forgot just how much i loved this sort of stuff. both films are on yuotube (yuotube was bein a pain in the ass so i cant get the link sorted!)....there both worth a watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-1215095450265883147?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/1215095450265883147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/yuotubes-load-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1215095450265883147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1215095450265883147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/yuotubes-load-of.html' title='yuotubes a load of ****!'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-8668740322181226497</id><published>2009-03-03T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:06:37.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_7036eI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vQZzVf7Zu9A/s1600-h/6a00d83451b77e69e200e54fa21c748834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308913828270434786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_7036eI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vQZzVf7Zu9A/s200/6a00d83451b77e69e200e54fa21c748834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_oAUC8I/AAAAAAAAAII/MMXHmAYckkU/s1600-h/66021-004-1FC6CB63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308913822949706690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_oAUC8I/AAAAAAAAAII/MMXHmAYckkU/s200/66021-004-1FC6CB63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_rzC8PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EpAMZo6MKQ4/s1600-h/f100eraserhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308913823967801586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_rzC8PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EpAMZo6MKQ4/s200/f100eraserhead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are some stills from films what i like n generally watch to try n get a bit creative. the to blakc and white ones are both from eraserhead and the one in the middle is from one of svankmajers films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also watch this if yuo've got time n have nothin better to do like me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvfgLBMmtVs"&gt;Chris Landreth, Ryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-8668740322181226497?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/8668740322181226497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-some-stills-from-films-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8668740322181226497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8668740322181226497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-some-stills-from-films-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/Sa0M_7036eI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vQZzVf7Zu9A/s72-c/6a00d83451b77e69e200e54fa21c748834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7741118547185382311</id><published>2009-03-03T02:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:42:19.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>check it out</title><content type='html'>this is a link to my mate andys films....after the lecture yesterday (the only one what i new what was goin on cuase i usually sit there feelin a bit lost) it made me think of his films cause some of andys stuff is heavily influenced by david lynch and jan svankmajer! i was well chuffed that i new what steve was goin on about cause i've seen half the films that he showed us n yuo lot should watch more of them - eraserhead is class and i love all of svankmajers films. anyways heres the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icewhole.com/andrewjohnrutter"&gt;Andy Rutter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuo can also watch some of his stuff on yuotube....look for a film called "beyond the wall".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7741118547185382311?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7741118547185382311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/03/check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7741118547185382311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel bad about it! comin to uni has made me grow a conscience (mainly down to one of my mates). i still havnt done a single dyas work in that bastard studio (dont feel guilty about this) - my flat is an alright place to do my wokr n it means i can chill with a fag n a pint while doin me work which i dont think would go down to well in the studio!! am goin to crack on with the work tommorow but i rekon i need to allow myslef to sleep when i work cause i jus feel like shit today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;also feel a bit bad that i havnt done much work for the other modul that sitn the drawin one (cant remember the name of it) but i'm gettin into this drawin one so the other one can wait for a bit....it could be worse n i could be neglectin both of them!! also havnt got a clue about this essay shite! will have to start thinkin about it though cause it took me aaaaages to do it last time round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7614806192375190236?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7614806192375190236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/guilty-as-charged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7614806192375190236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7614806192375190236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/guilty-as-charged.html' title='guilty as charged'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7676013101779720531</id><published>2009-02-24T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:45:37.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a brake, have a kit-kat</title><content type='html'>this is what i'm goin to do cause i'v bin up for 4 days doin work so i'm pretty tired now. i jus get scared that if i go  bed or stop workin for any reason that i wont be able to get started again which is probly pretty stupid. but i'm done for the minit....need sleep, food n some general inspiration so i'm goin to go for a walk n do some more photography (not work related though cause it'll do me yed in!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7676013101779720531?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7676013101779720531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-brake-have-kit-kat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7676013101779720531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7676013101779720531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-brake-have-kit-kat.html' title='have a brake, have a kit-kat'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-4970572982872460866</id><published>2009-02-23T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:55:17.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry...</title><content type='html'>sorry theres been so many posts today but i needed to get it owt my system while it was in my head n while i had a laptop (had to rob my mates cause i dont have one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been proper strange to look threw my old work....havnt done it for a while and i havnt even looked at some of it since it was originaly assessed at college!! its a strange feelin cause...well i dont no why. its jus strnage. some of it i jus want to get rid of but i no its somethin i could end up regrettin but i gess i'll never no. i suppose its sort of like destroyin a part of yourself cuase i no its somethin i put my hart n sole into. but what happens if yuo make so much work that it takes up the hole of yuo n yuo rely on canvasses or photos to peace yuorself together? i dont no if i'm explainin it right or if anyone gets that. but i mean like what if yuo had to rely on yuor work completly to show who yuo are n nothin else. i love doin my wokr but i like to think that theres still more to me than jus my wokr. what if someones wokr is all a lie? the thought of this scares me n i'm not sure why. it might jus be because i rekon yuo have to be dead honest about stuff when it comes to yuor wokr but i dont no if that matters to anyone else. dont even no if its important but i spose if somthins important to an individual then thats all waht matters. people can be quiet strange when it comes to shit like that though or some might not have even questioned it. to be fair i've jus completely rambled n dont even no what there ment to be questionin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5 in the mornin but i've desided to go for a walk round city center. sleep isnt an option at the moment n although i've got ideas for me work, its hard doin it at the minit so i think walkin might be the best option. either that or i'll jus brush me teeth hopin for some sort of revelation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4970572982872460866?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/4970572982872460866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4970572982872460866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4970572982872460866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry.html' title='sorry...'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-254841697387619344</id><published>2009-02-23T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:08:25.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>my relationship with words isnt great n i orignally wanted to right all of this in my local dialect but realsied people woudltn be able to understand n i sort of want people to understand cause i want to no what they think so i'm givin SE another go....sort of need to leanr it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did get me thinkin though ealrier cause i have to memorise patterns n images insted of words so i'm thinkin of relatin this to my form n purpose modul....sort of like an illiterates shoppin list! also words tend to move when i reed n i see images in the text so i want to explore this a bit more but at the minit its findin the time to do all this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-254841697387619344?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/254841697387619344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/254841697387619344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/254841697387619344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6605593715561550028</id><published>2009-02-23T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:04:06.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>check them out....</title><content type='html'>just thought of my to main influences/inspiration when it comes to photography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don mccullin - hes absolutely amazin!! some of his photos are a bit shockin in the sense that alot of his stuff documents the horros of war like in vietnam etc. but they are fuckin awesome so check him out if yuo get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gavin watson - hes a sound bloke (chatted to him quiet a bit online) n his book 'skins' is a book i never go anywhere without. its loads of photos he took when he was yuonger growin up with the skinhead culture. some of them i find quiet funny (i like the book cuase theres no words!!) but just look at them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6605593715561550028?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6605593715561550028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-them-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6605593715561550028'/><link rel='self' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306190339272251154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNgAArulxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N1P2PzzMrdk/s200/S7000591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok this ones not strictly paintin but i drawed the cathedral with a craft nife (this has led me to thinkin about stencils n the like so we'll see what happens with that - also thinkin about the possibility of more string) n this was how i took a chunk out of me finger...the things i do for my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_73EvyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uhzY3jAdcvI/s1600-h/S7000584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306190337977663266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_73EvyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uhzY3jAdcvI/s200/S7000584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yuo no them nets waht yuo get oranges in?!? thats what i used for this one...jus left it on wet paint - again its all textured n what no. i get annoyed in galleries cause i always want to touch the work but i no yuo cant. not sure if yuo can see it to good from this photo though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_pFhW8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/3WQnH0yAjIg/s1600-h/S7000581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306190332937984962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_pFhW8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/3WQnH0yAjIg/s200/S7000581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were done by draggin a come through oils....i love havin textured stuff n i jus like how its reveals the colours underneth...want to try n find a way of shovin this in my paintins cuase i really loved doin it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm jus havin fun doin this paintin malarchy at the minit....its somethin new for me n i really want to see that exhibtion at the tate (i'm so shit with names its untrue)....sort of got a new love for paintin. i think its cuase i used to think yuo had to sit there for ours doin it stroke by stroke but its well good jus wackin it on any way yuo want - it feels like a sort of freedom to me which is quiet nice to have in my work. lookin forwood to seein how this one truns out actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_V0479I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VREivTPVrbI/s1600-h/S7000578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306190327767953362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNf_V0479I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VREivTPVrbI/s200/S7000578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4121963331831797611?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/4121963331831797611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/paintin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4121963331831797611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4121963331831797611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/paintin.html' title='paintin!'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNgAArulxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N1P2PzzMrdk/s72-c/S7000591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-1157115250188504455</id><published>2009-02-23T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:42:04.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current moduls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdkEJF3lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2jq1kVFYmg/s1600-h/S7000588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306187660141125202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdkEJF3lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2jq1kVFYmg/s200/S7000588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; imprint left from leanin on oil drawins...found it sort of like monoprintin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdj4NuCBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3bWZAK0JT7E/s1600-h/S7000587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306187656939309074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdj4NuCBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3bWZAK0JT7E/s200/S7000587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjnnq5hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFjg0vGe16U/s1600-h/S7000586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306187652484752914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjnnq5hI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFjg0vGe16U/s200/S7000586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjWQuIqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/adYNFt5WLkM/s1600-h/S7000585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306187647825093282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjWQuIqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/adYNFt5WLkM/s200/S7000585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oil pastels....found them quite strange!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjLZmvqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uvXUnDFvOf4/s1600-h/S7000577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306187644909567650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdjLZmvqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uvXUnDFvOf4/s200/S7000577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBTUMGBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bxtYP85A8KA/s1600-h/S7000576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182664872269842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBTUMGBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bxtYP85A8KA/s200/S7000576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBZsvyUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5PtOi7huYmw/s1600-h/S7000575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182666585884994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBZsvyUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5PtOi7huYmw/s200/S7000575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBDWlebI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pSae532N08s/s1600-h/S7000574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182660587354546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZBDWlebI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pSae532N08s/s200/S7000574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scrapin paint....got so messy but i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZAyyzQ8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/UbeYFDtKIdM/s1600-h/S7000571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182656142296002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZAyyzQ8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/UbeYFDtKIdM/s200/S7000571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZAvDb0nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/HmWPYl5UF8M/s1600-h/S7000433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182655138321010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNZAvDb0nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/HmWPYl5UF8M/s200/S7000433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got stuck with all this 'tradtional' bizness at first but then i jus thought 'foc 'em john' n got on it! i've never really used a paintbrush before or painted at all for that matter so at fisrt i just decided to make marks jus to get used to stuf n as a result i've actually become queit addicted to usin a pallet nife with oils.....fuckin love it! it feels well nice when your doin it n theres jus somethin about it what i cant put me finger on!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo i took down the docks....waytin for torists to move was a pain in the ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then went owt n tuk shit loads of photos (i'm so happy i've got bak into photography - its usually sumthin i do for me n not my wokr though) n have decided for the minute to sort of abstract the images what i've got. i dont no why at all!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also got lookin at some painters.....always loved jenny savilles work n theres a bloke called johnathan parsons - fuckin amazin!!! so check his stuff out! have found lookin at magazines proper usefull!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've decided i proper like jus makin marks....n when i was scrapin off my pallet (should realy lern to clean before the paint drys!!!) i picked off this piece of akrillic n it still had the brush marks from where i'd tuk it off the pallet n ever since i've jus sort of bin transfixed with it!! i really want to get them enlarged somehow to see what it looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had never really dun much drawin either (in the sense of usin a penicl or the like) but thats bin quite frustratin cause i'm pretty shit at it no matter how much i praktiss!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-1157115250188504455?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/1157115250188504455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-moduls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1157115250188504455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1157115250188504455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-moduls.html' title='current moduls'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNdkEJF3lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2jq1kVFYmg/s72-c/S7000588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-3589464924430381020</id><published>2009-02-23T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:12:29.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uni work (1st semester)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU-c5b7VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-Z_WKfNSNyk/s1600-h/S7000173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306178217858297170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU-c5b7VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-Z_WKfNSNyk/s200/S7000173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU-ANp9CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R2YzdZUlOIA/s1600-h/S7000171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306178210158474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU-ANp9CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R2YzdZUlOIA/s200/S7000171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU98Mj21I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3yVxA4XBiEU/s1600-h/S7000169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306178209080138578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU98Mj21I/AAAAAAAAAFY/3yVxA4XBiEU/s200/S7000169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've put up alot of my old stuff but i rekon its important to no where someones come from in order to understand where there at (which is more important in my eyes..."its not where your from, its where your at") n mayeb where there goin. so i'm jus goin to put some uni stuff on here. but to be fair i'm not that keen on anythin what i've done at uni.....last semseter went tits up so hopefully this one wont be as bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bread was my work from 1st semester. i did alot of thinkin (dangerous, i no - but i recorded it all in my sketchbook which ended up as mostly rightin which scared me cause i've never bin good at righting - as i'm sur yuo can tell - but it was stff i was havin trubull puttin into another form!). it was sort of about what people consider as home (i dont consider where i com from as home) n if 'home' could be classed as person, a place or period of time - its rapdily become my obsession to think about this. it was also reference to how my 'home' i.e where i'm from is dort of jus rottin away as i'm tryin to make a new home for myslef here in liverpool. it also became about the degeneration of the city n how its poverty is ignored by local authorities, very much like where i'm from n i became inspired by a poem my sister rit (she studys english) which i'll post when i find it!! we sort of influenced eachother cause the idea for her peom came from a photograph i took so it was nice to be able to share that with her when shes normally a very logical n not really creative person. it wasnt as good as i wanted it to be n i wanted it to go moldy but i didnt have the right condtions for it to go moldy but i was jus tryin to find my feet....work wasnt my priority when i first moved here (n no, partyin wasnt either - i was jus tryin to get my head round the fact that i'd managed to get to uni n out of my situation). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-3589464924430381020?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/3589464924430381020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/uni-work-1st-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/3589464924430381020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/3589464924430381020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/uni-work-1st-semester.html' title='uni work (1st semester)'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNU-c5b7VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-Z_WKfNSNyk/s72-c/S7000173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-1508657436036101650</id><published>2009-02-23T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:54:09.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>relfections</title><content type='html'>window reflected in the sink....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNTInXrMgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/S8FeH-KBouI/s1600-h/S7000692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306176193444917762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNTInXrMgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/S8FeH-KBouI/s200/S7000692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNSQvZxv9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fwwu2Zl82cA/s1600-h/S7001044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306175233528545234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNSQvZxv9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fwwu2Zl82cA/s200/S7001044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this photograph is one of my faverits what i'v took. techincally its a shit photo n i no its a shit photo but i've always bin fasinated with reflections n my faverit irish proverbs is: "a friends eye is the best reflection". i love this for so many diffrent reasons......first of all on quite a shallow level, i hate lookin in the mirror (speshaly after a night owt on the piss but thats normal) n i hate vanity even more so i like it for that reason. i also like it obviously cuz it implies that yuor friends will tell the truth. but i hate confrontin my flaws, physical or otherwise cuz i no what they are already so why should i have to continually be reminded of them?!?! this sort applies to our form n purpose in fine art modul in the sense that i wanted to look at self portraits (not alot of wokrs bin done for this modul though cause i'm findin it hard to do to at the same time - not even mentionin our contextual module) but not in the physical sense. its goin to mean that i have to be brutally honest about myself which shouldnt be a problem cuase i no my fualts (they've bin pointed out to me enough times) n i no the mistakes i've made so i dont see why i cant produce some sort of work from this. i also want to try n show that people can change....i no i have - some people wouldnt even recognise the person i've become. i need to spend more time on this modul cause i think i could make a rite go of it so i just need to pull me finger out me arse n get crackin (no pun intended, honistly!!!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, the photos of the selfridges buildin reflected in the multi-stroy opposite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its alos just reminded me how much i love it wen stuffs reflected in water....i love how it distorts n when yuo watch it when the waters still, then somethin disturbs it so it becomes blurred n then yuo watch it gradually return to normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-1508657436036101650?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/1508657436036101650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/relfections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1508657436036101650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/1508657436036101650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/relfections.html' title='relfections'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNTInXrMgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/S8FeH-KBouI/s72-c/S7000692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-2944195300549693529</id><published>2009-02-23T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:38:09.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOwefiqAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kktNjyg978k/s1600-h/S7003276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306171380698621954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOwefiqAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kktNjyg978k/s200/S7003276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOwOipcCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/26CiiVLvPkA/s1600-h/S7003254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306171376416682018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOwOipcCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/26CiiVLvPkA/s200/S7003254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOv25bAUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sIqRirUBHoY/s1600-h/S7003247.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306171370069754178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOv25bAUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sIqRirUBHoY/s200/S7003247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i'm such a loser when it comes to wildlife programs on tele and i'v always loved animals but i find photgraphin them a rite bitch so i was queti plesed with my handy work with the camera here (aminals curtesy of chester zoo n knowsley safari park!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it scares me how much monkeys are like humans.....i no the hole evolution thing but its so interestin n i love marine life even more, would love to go on safari though one day - under water camras all the way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOvgAD7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BF5r8Kh79pM/s1600-h/S7003213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306171363923586546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOvgAD7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BF5r8Kh79pM/s200/S7003213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-2944195300549693529?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/2944195300549693529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/2944195300549693529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/2944195300549693529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals.html' title='animals'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNOwefiqAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kktNjyg978k/s72-c/S7003276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-5905194530269164660</id><published>2009-02-23T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:22:08.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>printmakin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJqZnp35I/AAAAAAAAAEg/I1h9C5Guvc8/s1600-h/S7002297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306165778753118098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJqZnp35I/AAAAAAAAAEg/I1h9C5Guvc8/s200/S7002297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJp8hLHwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/h7oLeC1cC3Q/s1600-h/S7002285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306165770941308674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJp8hLHwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/h7oLeC1cC3Q/s200/S7002285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the idea of 'journey' has always had some sort of hold over me as an idea, maybe cause of my stupidly obsessive want to travel. i dont like stayin in one place to long....yuo get attached n theres got to be so much more to life that what i've known so far or atleast thats what people keep tellin me. i simply printed my footprint once then photocopied it onto acetate shitloads of times. i then placed these round college, illustratin simple journeys that people do every day round college. i didnt really get on with printmakin so this was an easy way for me to do what was asked of me. i also got into alot of trouble for this project at one point (but thats another story) n i wuold have go in even more shit if i'd had done what i originaly wanted to do which was cut out a stencil of my footprint so i could sprypaint them onto the floor but like i said i was alredy in the shit!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all through this project i also considerd the term 'journey' in its metaphorical sense n did a peace based on simon pattersons 'the great bare'. i think the metaphorical jounreys just as important as the literal cuase its how people learn n i'd been on a massive journey since i'd started college n its gone in directions i woudl never have dremt of. this part of my journey has sort of started over again in the sense that i no who i am now but at uni, i'm learnin about my identity as an artist which is a journey that i can see is goin to be like a huge fuckin rollercoster but "its not the destination, its the ride that counts".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJpocEVxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oTka8WU7LuM/s1600-h/S7002315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306165765551183634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJpocEVxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oTka8WU7LuM/s200/S7002315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='printmakin'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNJqZnp35I/AAAAAAAAAEg/I1h9C5Guvc8/s72-c/S7002297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-4134065631908644817</id><published>2009-02-23T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:08:31.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOP4 (minor opshun project)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG5M51BJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ydyux9afBVA/s1600-h/S7002749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162734502839442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG5M51BJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ydyux9afBVA/s200/S7002749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG44Y7aKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/62MuyeMFYF8/s1600-h/S7002684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162728996137122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG44Y7aKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/62MuyeMFYF8/s200/S7002684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG4UfcoHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wbukcXWAKnc/s1600-h/S7002683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162719359803506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG4UfcoHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wbukcXWAKnc/s200/S7002683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was only a 4 week projecgt so not to much for this. but i've always bin intrested in memory n how it works (somethin that was later hevily influenced my FMP). the idea originally came from a memory of mine from childhood, sort of about displcement (tony ray jones' 'glyndbourne' was a big inflence here). i took this door n had fun takin it out of context. it then became about a door leadin to loads of different possibilites, maybe of a better life (the grass is always greener sort of idea) or about transition. i've never bin entirly sure whta i was tryin to acheeve but i still sit n look at these photos n jus think about them so its completely open to interpretation in my book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s we had alot of fun shovin the door in an exisitin doorway....confused the shit out of my mate who was in the cuburd at the time!!! it was also a challenge gettin the bloody thing to college in the 1st place!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG36UN6MI/AAAAAAAAADw/_uv4azIz6C8/s1600-h/S7002495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162712333379778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG36UN6MI/AAAAAAAAADw/_uv4azIz6C8/s200/S7002495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG3bcGdII/AAAAAAAAADo/MBkxtfLlZjM/s1600-h/S7002491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306162704044946562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG3bcGdII/AAAAAAAAADo/MBkxtfLlZjM/s200/S7002491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4134065631908644817?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/4134065631908644817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/mop4-minor-opshun-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4134065631908644817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4134065631908644817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/mop4-minor-opshun-project.html' title='MOP4 (minor opshun project)'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNG5M51BJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ydyux9afBVA/s72-c/S7002749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-4271532519537895534</id><published>2009-02-23T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:52:46.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosford/inviroment project 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNDF09EcEI/AAAAAAAAADg/3hDerFOXWsw/s1600-h/S7001845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306158553365770306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNDF09EcEI/AAAAAAAAADg/3hDerFOXWsw/s200/S7001845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNA9c5C1aI/AAAAAAAAADY/jpCr11MN9qk/s1600-h/S7001612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306156210444228002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNA9c5C1aI/AAAAAAAAADY/jpCr11MN9qk/s200/S7001612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the startin point for this project was the new hanger at RAF cosford (near wolvo). the title was inviroment n the exhibition was about the cold war. therefore some poeple interpreted this to produce work based on war ridden inviroments. however, i didnt no what i wanted to do so i just made drawings from my photos, most of contained (unintentional) perspective, which is a recurrin theme in my photography. i did become very intrested in perspective so i brought out elements of my drawings to make somethin 2d 3d if that amkes sense. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i then strated usin string, which has become somethin i love workin with and will probly use it for my traditional moduel for this smesters work. my final peace came from these 'string boxes' what i made n i liked the pattern that was left on the outside of the boxes as well as inside (the interior was the hole point of makin these things). therefore i went along the idea of in/out inviroments. this lead me to politics......it happens in a small inviroment (usually somewhere in london) but we feel the affects of it...almost like a ripple or the butterfly affect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i decided to look at n reserch political n social issues such as abortion, domestic violence, euthanasia n rascism etc. (influenced by barabara kruger here....i love her work) n all of these am things that i have strong opinions on so i liked the idea of bein able to create a piece of work that explicitly expressed my own opinions. final result shown at the top. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;creatin that peace was a plain n simple pain in the ass....i made the stand in our 3d workshop (like the hole woodwork thing) which wasnt without its problems (its also based on like lectern things that people make speeches from, specifically politicians) but the string (or cotton as i've jus bin told!!!) was one continuous peace of strong which people kept walkin into cuz yuo could harldy see it so i had to make endless repares n in the end i nicked a couple of road signs n traffic cones from the roadworks goin on jus outside college....as yuo can see from the photo, i was gettin pretty annoyed with this peace by the end!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4271532519537895534?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/4271532519537895534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosfordinviroment-project-08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4271532519537895534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4271532519537895534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosfordinviroment-project-08.html' title='cosford/inviroment project 08'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNDF09EcEI/AAAAAAAAADg/3hDerFOXWsw/s72-c/S7001845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-8489662546660912218</id><published>2009-02-23T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:33:30.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>early sutff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM_XGCMzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X4MjZd6NZvw/s1600-h/S7000259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306154451961958050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM_XGCMzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X4MjZd6NZvw/s200/S7000259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM_W32MkHI/AAAAAAAAADI/D_cvgQX9Zxo/s1600-h/S7000205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306154448153514098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM_W32MkHI/AAAAAAAAADI/D_cvgQX9Zxo/s200/S7000205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is very old stuf from 1st year of my ND. it was sort of about jounrneys (closet image is made entirely from tickets and inlargements of them....it was over 6ft tall - my best mate had to get his gf on his sholders to put it on the wall!!) n also about childhood - trains n busses being somethin i associate with my own childhood. i revisited the idea of 'journey' in my 2nd year at college in my printmakin project so i'll stick them photos up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-8489662546660912218?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/8489662546660912218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-sutff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8489662546660912218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8489662546660912218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-sutff.html' title='early sutff'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM_XGCMzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X4MjZd6NZvw/s72-c/S7000259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-4973800981023709864</id><published>2009-02-23T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:26:19.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big issue project 07/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM9VdsShFI/AAAAAAAAADA/ytHFIYkwPY0/s1600-h/S7002083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306152224929514578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM9VdsShFI/AAAAAAAAADA/ytHFIYkwPY0/s200/S7002083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM9VBgqi5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iqEk9kqK5E4/s1600-h/S7002029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306152217364564882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM9VBgqi5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iqEk9kqK5E4/s200/S7002029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8v526yrI/AAAAAAAAACw/NzFqdIhxwO0/s1600-h/S7002020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306151579655260850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8v526yrI/AAAAAAAAACw/NzFqdIhxwO0/s200/S7002020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vpirRjI/AAAAAAAAACo/LVq83TcFflM/s1600-h/S7002019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306151575275390514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vpirRjI/AAAAAAAAACo/LVq83TcFflM/s200/S7002019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vU3WIcI/AAAAAAAAACg/tKtDD7TQS74/s1600-h/S7002015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306151569724940738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vU3WIcI/AAAAAAAAACg/tKtDD7TQS74/s200/S7002015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vJl_rtI/AAAAAAAAACY/zauaL5RFsaw/s1600-h/S7001985.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306151566699376338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8vJl_rtI/AAAAAAAAACY/zauaL5RFsaw/s200/S7001985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8u9cPg9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Tn52LIqNmc0/s1600-h/S7001984.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306151563437245394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM8u9cPg9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Tn52LIqNmc0/s200/S7001984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM7Udah4KI/AAAAAAAAACI/vcaF2byXgjA/s1600-h/S7001979.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306150008651899042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM7Udah4KI/AAAAAAAAACI/vcaF2byXgjA/s320/S7001979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finaly worked owt how to do this photo buziness so i'm goin to take full advantage! these are some of the photos from the 'big issue' project from 07/08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;originaly i thought about lodas of 'issues' such as war, poverty, genreally stuf that was in the news at the time etc. but then i took it in the literal sense n looked at the issue of homelessness which is somethin what i feel is overlooked, n no-one with no power gives a shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i became intrested in the idea of leavin a trace or a mark of some sort so i then looked at fingerprints, footrprints etc. this projects quiet hard to explane in a short time n i dont really feel like talkin much (take adavnatage!!) so i dont feel as though i've explained it v.well but i'll try n get some pics of my final work for this project so then the work will do the talkin. make of it what yuo will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4973800981023709864?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/4973800981023709864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/finaly-worked-owt-how-to-do-this-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4973800981023709864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/4973800981023709864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/finaly-worked-owt-how-to-do-this-photo.html' title='big issue project 07/08'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaM9VdsShFI/AAAAAAAAADA/ytHFIYkwPY0/s72-c/S7002083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6898649522596070820</id><published>2009-02-23T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:03:22.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TTSAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaMqDODbsEI/AAAAAAAAACA/oPOFfLbExmw/s1600-h/zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306131020773044290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaMqDODbsEI/AAAAAAAAACA/oPOFfLbExmw/s320/zoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is Zoe Walker. one of my best friends and one of the most talented artisits i've ever had the honor and plesure of knowin. sadly she took her own life on 28/03/2008. i've been on rants of how much uni drives me mad but i've had time to think n zoe is the reason i'm here at uni and still alive so i ow everythin to her. i'm so grateful to be at uni, doin things that zo never had the chance to do. i'm not goin to give up on it. so zo, this is all for yuo and we all love ya n will never forget ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TTSAB (throw one for me!) xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6898649522596070820?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6898649522596070820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6049657941907114774</id><published>2009-02-22T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:51:56.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no shite in particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm finally on a roll witht me work....about fuckin time!!! not sure where its goin n i dont realy like it much but atleast i'v done summat! hopefully i'm goin to work with string again - this makes me happy for some reason! string is good. we like string. my works come at a price though.....havnt et or slept for a while and i managed to take a chunk out of my finger! i dont know who thought it was a good idea to let me loose with sharp objects cuase it bloody hurts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;injuries and lack of food/sleep aside i dont actually hate the process of workin at the minit which isnt a feelin i've had since college - uni seems to suck the life out of me and i havnt bin to a tutorial for a while so i've probly got a bollockin on the way! i've got more important stuff than uni at the mo n every free second i've had (which hasnt bin many) i've bin wokrin so i swear if they complain i wont be held responsible for my actions!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;travellin backwards n forwards to the midlands has ment alot of time on trains n busses which has ment alot of thinkin....i think public transport n me get on from a creative perspective (its another story wen it comes to the realiabillity of public transport thuogh - and the clenliness come to think of it!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm in a very strange mood whilst rightin this so its probly just verbal shite as usual n i'm not really concentratin on it so i'm goin to sine off for the minit. plus my camreas bein a knob so i cant upload photos atm!! what a bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6049657941907114774?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6049657941907114774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-shite-in-particular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6049657941907114774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6049657941907114774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-shite-in-particular.html' title='no shite in particular'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-2934041065763065895</id><published>2009-02-21T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:50:49.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a guppy in a swimming pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i like the loss of identity what comes with livin in a city. i've decided this after thinkin back over my 'big issue' project. no-one nos you and no-one wants to or gives a fuck about you cause there to busy rushin round drinkin starbucks (this bothers me cause i'd rather lick a dead cat than drink the dishwater they serve at that place)....you can just dissapeer and no-one will notice. this means you can get away with more stuff.  but also you have fuck all clue about the millions of people what have stood in the exact same places what you have.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...its like theres millions of invisible footprints, fingerprints, all nameless, faceless and no-one will ever no. it sort of reminds me of a poem they tried to make me read at school by Carol Ann Duffy(a crazy scottish lesbian whos poetry is amazin) called 'stealing'. its not like a small town where everyone nos you and your bussiness....if you fuck up, no-one nos except you and you can jus try agen tommorow. sort of like little fish in a fuckin massive pond, like a guppy in a swimming pool if you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;namelss, faceless and just another dot in a sprawlin city. love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thinking about loss of identity, i had a mate once what burnt his hands to try n get rid of his fingerprints cause he'd got nicked for robbin a car the year before. it would be pretty sound havin no fingerprints but i sort of like fingerprints so maybe not so good. i'v always wonderd how they no that no 2 sets of fingerprints am the same....has someone checked every single persons fingerprints out of all the 6 billion people on this earth?!!? poor sod - i wouldnt like there job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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pool'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-4218071543382239686</id><published>2009-02-21T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:18:09.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish, benches and the un-named public</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAaJnHvTUI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQDwd-kk604/s1600-h/1145233227_l[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305269113465032002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAaJnHvTUI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQDwd-kk604/s320/1145233227_l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a very old piece that i did for my gcse's....i have no pics of my current work so i'll try n get some on here but most of it will probably be my college work cause i was actually sort of proud of my college work. i will defo get my photos from a project caled 'big issue' what i did at college cause i still use these photos alot so i'll sort that asap. i loved that project but i'll explain about it another time. i do have photos of my bread from last semester so they can go on here to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-4218071543382239686?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAaJnHvTUI/AAAAAAAAABw/mQDwd-kk604/s72-c/1145233227_l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7326181524404187431</id><published>2009-02-21T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:14:23.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bus-thinkin and birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNl4FnQk2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/g9245tDHTiM/s1600-h/S7000568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306196800226497378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNl4FnQk2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/g9245tDHTiM/s200/S7000568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a photo of some busses in dublin what i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after readin kirstys post about busses i got very upset....i LOVE busses!! there amazin! i love just buyin a daysaver (i'm pretty sure this is just a west mids term for a day ticket cuase when i asked a driver up here for one he sort of looked at me as if i'd just asked him to work out a really difficult maths question or asked him what the meanin of life is!!) and seein how far you can go. just thinkin on them, drawin on them, talkin to the randomers. you get some right strange people on busses n i love it! i end up wonderin where people are goin, y there goin there, usually wonder what sort of person they are, like what they do for a livin or if there the sort of person i'd have a pint with! i only like doin this on my own though. i do like random bus journeys with my mates n have had proper funny experiences on busses with them but i like to do bus-thinkin on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alot of my work comes from bus-thinkin. oh, and from birds. i usually have to right down my ideas and thoughts on whatever i can find, which is usually my bus ticket....i even right over the vouchers they have on the bakc which seems to outrage one of my friends (cuase we all know mackies is part of a healthy diet!!!!). one time i was cmoin bakc from asda and all i had to right on was a cereal box...good times! i really should learn to carry some sort of sketchbook with me which i usually do but righting on cereal boxes is more of a challenge and it seems to unerve the other passesngers! i do always keep a pen a post-its by the bog though....my bathrooms covered in them - i just seemed to have revelations in the bathroom. mostly when i'm brushin my teeth so when i'm stcuk i usually jus brush my teeth for ages to see if anythin comes to me (bein productive and fighting plack at the same time....talented or what!?!? my dentist would be proud). i like paintin with a toothbrush to but obviously not the same one i use to brush my teeth....to unhygenic for my likin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was ment to be a short post but as usual i've ended up goin on a bit (just call me fred! lol). you should be lucky that i've lernt to recognise when i'm ramblin....for years my friends have been forced to put up with it but there skilled in tunin it out now. i wish i could tune myself out. maybe that should be my task for the day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7326181524404187431?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/7326181524404187431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/bus-thinkin-and-birds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7326181524404187431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/7326181524404187431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/bus-thinkin-and-birds.html' title='bus-thinkin and birds'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaNl4FnQk2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/g9245tDHTiM/s72-c/S7000568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-7805238805014581666</id><published>2009-02-21T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:25:36.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>film, video, photography n all that jazz</title><content type='html'>i want to get into film and video.....i've been watchin my mate andys films (youtube andrew rutter, i'm sure he wont mind) and its made me want to give it a go. i love ryan larkin, chris landreth (mainly because of his film about ryan larkin), jan svankmajer and just random stuff but i have fuck all clue how to do any of it!!! does anyone else sometimes feel like there not learnin much at uni. i've lernt loads about myself and i look at things differently now but i mean in the sense of technical stuff....fuck knows y i'm payin 3 grand a year to do jack shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jmu drives me up the wall sometimes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know what the crack is with the PDP shit?!? i got richards email about a meetin n i never have a clue what hes on about when they talk about PDP. yet another thing i have no idea about. i tend to just wing it when it comes to stuff like this but i actually want to understand it....thats y i came to uni in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;works goin slow today.....there seems to be to much crap in my head thats stoppin me from thinkin about my work - for the last half an hour i've been thinkin aout the name Rathbone (i had to go on the 669 to carnatic) and how much of a strange word it is. does anyone else have this problem?!?!!? i really want to just lock myself in a room for like a month and just paint and draw and just do work but thats not possible which is a bit shit. thats y i dont like the studio....u can never just go into your own little world. its probably a bit selfish me wantin to just go into my own world and not have to worry about anythin or anyone else but atleast it would mean that you guys wouldnt have to read my verbal (technically typed) shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has the photography studio at uni got a dark room does anyone no? i want to learn how to develop my own photos....recently knicked my an old nikon (its older than gods dog) and i used a hole 36exp film yesterday. if anyones interested in photography let me know because i had a proper strnage experience just before xmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my sisters one night but decided to go home at one in the mornin cause i was ill, so i rung a taxi. n as taxi drivers do, he started makin small talk. he asked if i was a student n what i was studyin so i told him. then he said that he liked art...i thought he was takin the piss! but it turns out that hes a local photographer (john guy - check him out....some awesome photos of concentration camps amongst other things) and he offered me to use his studio and have a look so if any of you are interested let me know n i'll email him - he seemed a nice enough bloke. it did scare me at first cuase he said (and i quote) "i've got a soft spot for students" n i thought eh up, what sort of soft spot you dirty bastard but i've emailed him a few times n i rekon hes legit but who knows?!? he was only doin taxi drivin cause he got robbed and had to use the money he'd bin savin for his studio to live off so just needed some extra cash in his arse pocket. its well strange though....if i'd never got in that taxi i would never have met him and he offerd to let me exhibit and everythin! i'm so excited if it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lovin gettin back into photography but again its somethin i dont know anythin about which is strange cause when i was at college someone thought was a pure photography student and they liked my work but it was only the first time i'd used a camera!! i'm likin the challenge of manual though....its more interestin than digital. i love it wen you take a film to get developed cause you have no idea what your images are going to look like....i guess its sort of like christmas. its all a surprise. i like the element of surprise! but i spose it can get a bit expensive....funnily enough i dont have the money to keep buyin film then gettin it developed (another reason y i want to learn how to develope my own photos) but boots have got a 3 for 2 on films at the mo so i might stock up! the fact i shoot in black n white also adds to the expensive.....dont you just love uni!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-7805238805014581666?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-8768653367504053482</id><published>2009-02-21T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:50:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOIN ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_n0aUI2bI/AAAAAAAAABY/eQ2VSha3Owo/s1600-h/n1590322648_114312_8286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213773668735410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_n0aUI2bI/AAAAAAAAABY/eQ2VSha3Owo/s320/n1590322648_114312_8286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_n0JrZxqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0E6a9G8dF4/s1600-h/n1590322648_37197_5793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213769202910882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_n0JrZxqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0E6a9G8dF4/s320/n1590322648_37197_5793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmiv4XTI/AAAAAAAAABA/QmM5HBHVXFM/s1600-h/n1590322648_37188_5838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213535414410546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmiv4XTI/AAAAAAAAABA/QmM5HBHVXFM/s320/n1590322648_37188_5838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmfheyJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kGnNMdcI40M/s1600-h/n1590322648_37187_5631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213534548707474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmfheyJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kGnNMdcI40M/s320/n1590322648_37187_5631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmQQ20lI/AAAAAAAAAAo/w8NCr5wqe4Q/s1600-h/n1590322648_37185_4891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213530452447826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmQQ20lI/AAAAAAAAAAo/w8NCr5wqe4Q/s320/n1590322648_37185_4891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmnFA4BI/AAAAAAAAABI/---EpW3Wvi4/s1600-h/n1590322648_37189_6026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213536576790546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmnFA4BI/AAAAAAAAABI/---EpW3Wvi4/s320/n1590322648_37189_6026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmaq2U7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/saS0N12rWK4/s1600-h/n1590322648_37186_5438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305213533245821874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_nmaq2U7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/saS0N12rWK4/s320/n1590322648_37186_5438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;two of my old college tutors are part of a project called Join Art....check them out on facebook! i would put a link in n all that jazz but i'm useless. i will attempt to put images up though so just bare with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right, these are some of the photos from the facebook group. everyones invited to join in and join something and it literally can be anything! these dont really have any relevance to what i'm doing at the minute but i've always been sort of obsessed with the fact that everyone and everythin is connected and joined in some way, almost as if theres invisible ties. i sometimes think that i want to severe those ties whether its with people or places or a period of time but at the same time i want to preserve them (i'm full of contradictions because theres always a constant battle goin on in my head!!). it sort of reminds me of an exhibition i saw last summer called the fabric of myth and there was this one bit based on this myth about these three witches (or somethin like that) who bascially decide when to cut your thread.....i cant remember the exact ins n outs of out (maybe someone could help me out here) but bascically it was just that your lifes thread can be cut at anytime etc. (it genuinely was interestin but it was ages ago and i just have a really poor memory). talking of memoery reminds me of my work from last year.....scincey shit has always interested me so i looked at memory and memory biases then interpretted that to use in my work. but i suppose that everything is physicaly connected. i think the synapses what pass on messages to the brain (in its most basic explanation) connect everythin together. hmmmmm i really could ramble on about this for ages (sometimes having a continuous train of thought, which isn't usually logical to toerh people, can be a apin in the arse!) but i have stuff do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in a bit guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-8768653367504053482?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/8768653367504053482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/join-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8768653367504053482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/8768653367504053482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/join-art.html' title='JOIN ART'/><author><name>nixon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13949535910180655422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SaAF5qK_1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/t6erLkGQkmM/S220/n559211618_1401886_6099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WvjwxqEpr1w/SZ_n0aUI2bI/AAAAAAAAABY/eQ2VSha3Owo/s72-c/n1590322648_114312_8286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274422792904519281.post-6127254786242214574</id><published>2009-02-20T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:53:02.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first ever post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm pretty new to all this so have no fuckin clue what i'm doin but lets face it, if we're honest with ourselves, none of us no what we're really doin! i'm tryin to write this so you'll understand (my local dialect just doesnt work up here!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this sort of feels like i'm talkin to myself and when i usualy talk to myself (dont judge me i'm only human) its either out loud or on paper in some form or antoher, and not on the net. i recently read back over one of my random sketchbooks which is full of righting n not images, and i notcied that i probably sound like a right smackhead when it comes to righting what i'm thinking. this is just one of the things that makes me feel out of place. since moving to uni its very clear that i'm not from round here (proud of where i come from so that doesnt bother me in that sense) and at uni i sort of seem to be inadequate which isnt an unusaul thing for me but it does make me wonder if at the end of the day we are all inadequate but some of us can just bullshit about it more than others. uni makes me think that we're all jusst sort of thrown together n that we have to just try n grate along as best we can and just fuckin improvise! but i rekon most of lifes just improvising...dont know about you lot buti never no whats goin on or whats goin to happen so i just make it up as i go along. to be fair i dont think i'd like to no whats comin up cause the i'd try to stop it or change it. sort of like the butterfly effect if you get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on the wrok front, i think its a croc of shite at the minute. its not all bad though cause i've started to get back into my photography (we have a sort of love/hate relationship) which is a good thing...except i swear i now have frost bite after spendin 3hours down the docks freezin me arse off takin photos. but i loved it cause i was just in my own little world. theres was loads of other loners down there to (me also bein a loner cause by definition i was down there on my own) just sittin lookin out over the water (which i admit is somethin i like to do cause it helps me sort out the million n one things i'm usually thinkin about) but i always wonder what there thinkin about. i know what i think about but i'd love to know whats goin on in there heads. i dont know why. i'm not interested in knowin there life story or anythin but it would be mint of you could here whats goin on in there (sort of like in bruce almighty when he can here peoples prayers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've also got back into my paintin but not really sure where its goin yet....just goin to go with the flow for the mo (even though someone once said to me that only dead fish go with the flow which i thought was quite a harsh thing to say).i've tried usin a paintbrush to (this might sound strnage but i've never really painted before and defo havnt used a paintbrush) - couldnt realy make my mind up about it....i think i like the feel of paint on my hands to much to use a brush. i like just makin a mark....dont really know or care what the end image is goin to be (yet more improvising). i dont know about anyon else but whenever i see a paintin in a gallery or even a piece of my own work, i always just want to destroy it. i dont know why. it might be to piss people off or just to see what happens. i think i'm just generaly destructive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the work for the other project is gion alright....its sort of a self portrait and i know what i want to do with it but i'm findin it very hard to get motivated at the minit. sometimes i gues theres more important stuff than uni work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one day i can genuinely see that i'll drive myself to insanity (no joke)....atleast i'm half way there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is quite addictive in the sense that theres always a conversation goin on in my head (i dont here voices or nohtin, just incase thats how it sounded) so i'm basically just righting the triangle of conversation that goes on in m head (theres always one side sayin 'yes', one sayin 'no', and one sayin 'shut the fuck up'....and thats the bare minimum). i have insomnia as it is and i have a feelin that this isnt going to help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(i know that my english is poor but no-one would know what i was talkin about if i was typin in my 'mother-tongue')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see you around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2274422792904519281-6127254786242214574?l=nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/feeds/6127254786242214574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nixon-criticalcontext.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-ever-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6127254786242214574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2274422792904519281/posts/default/6127254786242214574'/><link 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