Patty

Just to show that I do do work, hears Patty. If you can access this please tell me what you think before it gets ripped to shreds tomorrow. If your the majority of people who can't physically see my blog for unbeknown reasons don't worry about iy.

I know you cant see this unless you put in my new url http://aftermarf.blogspot.com/

http://aftermarf.blogspot.com/ It's my new url. if you click the like it doesn't work.


But I thought I post anyway just to show that I actually did do work when I went home early.
( (I could say unlike some people in a bitchy way) but I'm better than that).

Is this a bit GCSE?

I cant help but think that I've wasted my time, and that its all a bit GCSE, what does anyone think?

Which ones better

Ok  I have done more than this today, however its not yet finished so I'll probably post that all tomorrow if I ever finish it. Knowing me I will probably have lost interest over the night. But basically which one looks better, its all for a master plan, which may be revealed if as I said I can be bothered.

There is this version without text, which when I asked my mother looked like "A stylised ultra scan". Why she thinks I would design a slightly arty ultra-scan is beyond me but that was her first thought.

On the other hand there is this with type not very different to be honest. I was thinking one with just the "Z" in there, but my mum thought that was whey to crazy. Although your feedback would be awesome, now I have the monumental number of 4 followers. Yes count them its seriously unbelievable is it not. Anyway back to watching a chick flick about shoes.

Bears Behind Bars

Seemed to have abandoned my blog for a while, I didn't meant to I'm just a bit rubbish.
So heres something which took me about 10 minutes to make, but gave me an excuse to post so it actually made me look like I was doing work.

I am sorry that I couldn't have posted something a bit better.

Last night I danced.

Last night I danced, or it might have been this morning, who knows. Who knows when you have your dreams, all I know is the realisation of waking up, and knowing that it wasn't real. Just your imagination, deciphering the day you've had into the sub-conscience. Telling you the things you fear, or want, or hate, or love. Why do I want to dance so much, I hate dancing, it makes me feel like an idiot.

Dam you slow moving millie.

Does this look good yet

Seriously I need to know, Melissa, my only follower, don't worry if you don't have time to read and comment that fine, I'm just so nervous about this dam portfolio, and want to make sure I send good work.
How can I make this good.