<?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-4640088603185876770</id><updated>2011-07-29T08:43:23.647+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Spinach</title><subtitle type='html'>I adore spinach. I do not adore any god or religion. I decided to call spinach holy...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-5163030031135461388</id><published>2010-02-11T16:31:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:57:14.111Z</updated><title type='text'>I wanted to be America's Next Top Model....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0dHHA66I/AAAAAAAAA6k/f1OIRpYKuk8/s1600-h/tube+306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0dHHA66I/AAAAAAAAA6k/f1OIRpYKuk8/s400/tube+306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437028324872350626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0UByOhoI/AAAAAAAAA6c/YZhvPcO-d1I/s1600-h/tube+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0UByOhoI/AAAAAAAAA6c/YZhvPcO-d1I/s400/tube+320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437028168824161922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0GmcXRYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/HnQk0vr1JW0/s1600-h/tube+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0GmcXRYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/HnQk0vr1JW0/s400/tube+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437027938146403714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qzj1Zg0cI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wn2MCi_Erh8/s1600-h/tube+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qzj1Zg0cI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wn2MCi_Erh8/s400/tube+319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437027340865556930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3QzJpLc4KI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0PosPLR5gjE/s1600-h/tube+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3QzJpLc4KI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0PosPLR5gjE/s400/tube+322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026890908754082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Next Top Model is defianetly my favourite tv- show and now they have a competition for viewers as well. You need to pose and then send your amazing poses to them and then you could win something. And every week there is a new posing task. There was a task about accessorising with this seasons hot new must haves. I chose kitten heels from their list. I didn't really have a clue what they were...kitten heels...and by the time I had finally butchered a kitten and mangled it into a high heel shoe, they had bloody changed the task! Bastards. My dream is shattered. I am devastated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qy7qUz18I/AAAAAAAAA58/DFb-h2hNmo4/s1600-h/tube+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qy7qUz18I/AAAAAAAAA58/DFb-h2hNmo4/s400/tube+339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026650698274754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qyyug5_tI/AAAAAAAAA50/56rHXDIeLTU/s1600-h/tube+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Qyyug5_tI/AAAAAAAAA50/56rHXDIeLTU/s400/tube+347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026497203928786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-5163030031135461388?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/5163030031135461388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanted-to-be-americas-next-top-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/5163030031135461388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/5163030031135461388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanted-to-be-americas-next-top-model.html' title='I wanted to be America&apos;s Next Top Model....'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S3Q0dHHA66I/AAAAAAAAA6k/f1OIRpYKuk8/s72-c/tube+306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-6913166972235382164</id><published>2010-01-24T14:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:42:08.372Z</updated><title type='text'>Does my bum look big in this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKb_vhgZJpg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKb_vhgZJpg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it! Me on Jeremy Kyle show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-6913166972235382164?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/6913166972235382164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-my-bum-look-big-in-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/6913166972235382164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/6913166972235382164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-my-bum-look-big-in-this.html' title='Does my bum look big in this?'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-2273693250546258014</id><published>2010-01-24T14:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:38:45.305Z</updated><title type='text'>Fat Tim's House Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZc5MrVqI/AAAAAAAAA08/IY1NPJo3o_o/s1600-h/jeremy+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZc5MrVqI/AAAAAAAAA08/IY1NPJo3o_o/s400/jeremy+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430313603627177634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday we had our final exhibition for performance elective called Fat Tim's House Party. I wore these badges(above) so that I could be related to my video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZRjBJq9I/AAAAAAAAA00/USkSdIr_7Io/s1600-h/jeremy+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZRjBJq9I/AAAAAAAAA00/USkSdIr_7Io/s400/jeremy+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430313408694692818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my work! Amazing display. I am totally fed up on carrying that bloody tv around Peckham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZCmHDKiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Y_j-fO_ZYAU/s1600-h/jeremy+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZCmHDKiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Y_j-fO_ZYAU/s400/jeremy+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430313151826700834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the muffins that were intended to be eaten. No one wanted to touch them though. I wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-2273693250546258014?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/2273693250546258014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/fat-tims-house-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/2273693250546258014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/2273693250546258014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/fat-tims-house-party.html' title='Fat Tim&apos;s House Party'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1xZc5MrVqI/AAAAAAAAA08/IY1NPJo3o_o/s72-c/jeremy+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-4017075218241072566</id><published>2010-01-17T13:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:47:50.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1MRbx1p2gI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gKVTiZ8I8w8/s1600-h/go+mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1MRbx1p2gI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gKVTiZ8I8w8/s400/go+mad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427701144844098050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our final exhibition I will be looking at arguing and basically just trying to show how stupid it is. When people really argue, when they get mad and angry there is often more emotions involved than rational thinking. If we would solve the problems purely rationally there will be no big conflicts, I am sure. Great place to see obviously stupid fighting are trash tv-shows such as Maury or our very own Jeremy Kyle show.  I am fascinated by these shows. People go to them to solve their very personal issues right infront of tv cameras. They are encouraged to get angry. The more outrageously they behave the better the show is. Viewer is led to feel ashamed for but also superior to these  people. Especially in Jeremy Kyle show the role of the host is to be the moral advisor. He really gives his 'right' opinions loudly. The common issues in these shows are about relationships and cheating. Show even provides lie detector tests to prove people guilty or innocent. On my performance or better video I will pretend to be on Jeremy Kyle show but I will be fighting over someting even more pointless. My subject is simply 'does my bum look big in this?' which is nearly an iconic cause of fights between couples.&lt;br /&gt;Above are my 'promotion' pictures for my performance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-4017075218241072566?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/4017075218241072566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/domestic-fighting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4017075218241072566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4017075218241072566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2010/01/domestic-fighting.html' title='Domestic Fighting'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/S1MRbx1p2gI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gKVTiZ8I8w8/s72-c/go+mad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3523153527720548615</id><published>2009-12-11T21:17:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:56:29.670Z</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to the song I hate most</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4nsCF_oI/AAAAAAAAAwc/AaFbE-cRkCc/s1600-h/candyshop+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4nsCF_oI/AAAAAAAAAwc/AaFbE-cRkCc/s400/candyshop+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414092694027107970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4asCUe1I/AAAAAAAAAwU/CBf6HQlKU0Y/s1600-h/candyshop+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4asCUe1I/AAAAAAAAAwU/CBf6HQlKU0Y/s400/candyshop+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414092470689758034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ofcourse the Candy Shop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4IGgnsOI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xQuFPTkPCmU/s1600-h/candyshop+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4IGgnsOI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xQuFPTkPCmU/s400/candyshop+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414092151378653410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...by 50 cent! I made him into a lollipop. Song goes something like this " Welcome to the candy Shop...lick you like a lollipop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK31EbaIWI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LXEFek_fwlw/s1600-h/candyshop+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK31EbaIWI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LXEFek_fwlw/s400/candyshop+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414091824402407778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3qn7pnqI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OSytTHRj9XY/s1600-h/candyshop+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3qn7pnqI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OSytTHRj9XY/s400/candyshop+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414091644954320546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My candy jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3ivmE9mI/AAAAAAAAAv0/AJIYKJoFUqQ/s1600-h/candyshop+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3ivmE9mI/AAAAAAAAAv0/AJIYKJoFUqQ/s400/candyshop+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414091509572367970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chocolate pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3MMcxXGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/6oK8lTNHr_8/s1600-h/candyshop+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK3MMcxXGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/6oK8lTNHr_8/s400/candyshop+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414091122180971618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole outfit and ready to go. This tribute was part of a performance organized by our tutor &lt;a href="http://www.markmcgowan.org/"&gt;Mark McGowan&lt;/a&gt;. And the performance was part of an exhibition "Alternative Risk Transfer" at The Rag Factory. There was a tv screen in exhibiton space and camera inside a small closed space. People took turns and went into that small space to do their performances. Camera was rolling all the time and whole thing was shown on that tv sreen. Hopefully Mark will put the thing on you tube soon so I can put a link in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I did what I did: Well I really do hate that song. It is probably the most sexist thing ever. The whole bling bling hip hop culture gives be creeps. Guys with bling and money, golden teeth and fat rings in every finger surrounded by bootylicious women in tiny bikinis. The women shake  shake shake and are well, only sexy. It's porn basically and the most extreme excample of this all is Candy Shop by 50 cent.&lt;br /&gt;So I hate the song. Hate is a good source for innovation. Much better than love or just liking something. Hate is such a strong emotion. It makes you angry. You have to have good reasons to really hate something. All this makes hate a bloody brilliant tool to work with! And it was fun. I shaked my chocolicious booty like there was no tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3523153527720548615?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3523153527720548615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/12/tribute-to-song-i-hate-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3523153527720548615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3523153527720548615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/12/tribute-to-song-i-hate-most.html' title='a tribute to the song I hate most'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SyK4nsCF_oI/AAAAAAAAAwc/AaFbE-cRkCc/s72-c/candyshop+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-4487192694079784017</id><published>2009-11-24T16:49:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:05:24.475Z</updated><title type='text'>if I was a man....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwQWS08NLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xpNA7aHlvCo/s1600/giuseppe+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwQWS08NLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xpNA7aHlvCo/s400/giuseppe+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407715227762177202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there is a clear similarity between the MAN me and Kurt Cobain! Clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwQDP8Tq7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/I8rQP4ZFhNg/s1600/cobain-kurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwQDP8Tq7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/I8rQP4ZFhNg/s400/cobain-kurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407714900570254258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a man I needed to have my beard shaven by a real barber. So I went to one. This is the place I chose and me waiting for my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwP4_oRc6I/AAAAAAAAAvU/wCZU4YAIKdc/s1600/giuseppe+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwP4_oRc6I/AAAAAAAAAvU/wCZU4YAIKdc/s400/giuseppe+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407714724392563618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwPwFh8z7I/AAAAAAAAAvM/0dnkPRrYI2M/s1600/giuseppe+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwPwFh8z7I/AAAAAAAAAvM/0dnkPRrYI2M/s400/giuseppe+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407714571357835186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwPnnybDPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/X-dJAGu65u4/s1600/giuseppe+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwPnnybDPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/X-dJAGu65u4/s400/giuseppe+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407714425934908658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me that my name would be Niko Teemu Taneli, if I would have  been a boy. It's not that funny in English. It is a very embarrasing name, I can assure you. I was never really girly girl and now I am not the most feminine woman either. Still it was rather tricky to try to be like a man convinsingly. I went for a metrosexual type....That's what I would be like if I was a man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-4487192694079784017?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/4487192694079784017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-was-man.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4487192694079784017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4487192694079784017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-was-man.html' title='if I was a man....'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SwwQWS08NLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/xpNA7aHlvCo/s72-c/giuseppe+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3749971705128084027</id><published>2009-11-22T18:10:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:55:47.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Sweden versus Finland</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szGSmfu6g10&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szGSmfu6g10&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the performance by Miriam and I on Speakers Corner. It is filmed from inside the massive cardboard telly, the one shown in previous post. We are demonstrating the relationship between 2 nordic countries: Sweden and Finland. It is a competitive relationship and well seen on icehockey games. Nothing is more important than have a victory from your neighbouring country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3749971705128084027?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3749971705128084027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweden-versus-finland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3749971705128084027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3749971705128084027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweden-versus-finland.html' title='Sweden versus Finland'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3223415707458803856</id><published>2009-11-22T17:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:56:36.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Building a TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl8Ts0zS6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/CimQ4wDHxJY/s1600/2009_syksy_Lontoo+147x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl8Ts0zS6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/CimQ4wDHxJY/s400/2009_syksy_Lontoo+147x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406989505526975394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the TV I build for our "Sweden versus Finland" performance. It shows a hockey match between these 2 countries. Our assistant and camerawoman Sara went inside the TV to film us who pretended to be fanatic icehockey fans watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl8Fif82tI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vSuS_ZfCIic/s1600/2009_syksy_Lontoo+149x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl8Fif82tI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vSuS_ZfCIic/s400/2009_syksy_Lontoo+149x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406989262236998354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara inside TV measuring the perfect place for the camera hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl76G6L1wI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1862VyZF7I0/s1600/2009_syksy_Lontoo+005x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl76G6L1wI/AAAAAAAAAuE/1862VyZF7I0/s400/2009_syksy_Lontoo+005x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406989065852278530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cutting the hole for camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl7syYSWdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/XTSsmgjnK2M/s1600/2009_syksy_Lontoo+001x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl7syYSWdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/XTSsmgjnK2M/s400/2009_syksy_Lontoo+001x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406988837003090386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in my Finnish icehockey fan outfit ready to go. Speakers Corner here we come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3223415707458803856?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3223415707458803856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/building-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3223415707458803856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3223415707458803856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/building-tv.html' title='Building a TV'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/Swl8Ts0zS6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/CimQ4wDHxJY/s72-c/2009_syksy_Lontoo+147x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-4147798805780867404</id><published>2009-11-17T23:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:54:49.115Z</updated><title type='text'>The Stig</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rR9nYsR5qOM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rR9nYsR5qOM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My film tries to have a slap on a face of over manliness; the MAN culture that idolises super MANLY things. Well it is just bit silly. And even though I consider my self as feminist I do actually like Top Gear. I think that Jeremy Clarkson and the other guys have probably the best job in the world. The sad thing is that it is all seen as masculing stuff. They should defianetly have a female presenter too. I am available....if BBC is interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-4147798805780867404?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/4147798805780867404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/stig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4147798805780867404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4147798805780867404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/stig.html' title='The Stig'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-6950011215026347568</id><published>2009-11-17T21:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:52:46.995Z</updated><title type='text'>Miriam and the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC6Ryl5IIVs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC6Ryl5IIVs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 fridays ago Ana Laura made us to make location related performances there and then. The very second she had finished her sentence Miriam(who was sitting next to me) jumped up and started rushing outside with a vision. Me and Sonali (who was sitting close by as well) couldn't do anything else than follow her. She wanted to climb up a tree in a park near by. She had seen that tree several times and felt strongly that this was her chance to fulfil her dream. As you can see from this bad quality video, she failed. I managed in the task though! Well done me! Miriam wasn't happy with the failure and eventually tried to climb on everything and anything near by like the grave stones. It was a fun afternoon moment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-6950011215026347568?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/6950011215026347568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/miriam-and-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/6950011215026347568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/6950011215026347568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/miriam-and-tree.html' title='Miriam and the tree'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3709852967201412404</id><published>2009-11-03T15:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:09:37.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Deep Play Dark Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZwGLTmLHgc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZwGLTmLHgc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday we were asked to play deep and dark. I was forced to go to work. I decided to fart for work and everything annoying in this society.&lt;br /&gt;Why it is a cat farting on my face? Well, it was easier to draw than human for example. And cats are often associated to women and women are not supposed to fart. Well I can prove that both women and cats do fart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3709852967201412404?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3709852967201412404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/deep-play-dark-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3709852967201412404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3709852967201412404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/deep-play-dark-play.html' title='Deep Play Dark Play'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-4710729683824044011</id><published>2009-11-03T13:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:16:44.929Z</updated><title type='text'>making of "The Sloth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SvA2ZzUJx-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/p5UeXOBuZfw/s1600-h/bell+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SvA2ZzUJx-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/p5UeXOBuZfw/s400/bell+310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399875770116589538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in my sloth outfit infront of the chosen location(church in Crouch Hill). Main part of my outfit were my long claws . They made me look bit like a monster I guess. My camera man was Lee, my boyfriend. He also helped me with the whole idea. He is really into fucking the system and got rather excited by idea of laughing at religion. Our more ambitious plan was to film all of the seven deadly sins as animals in different churces. For example lust as rabbit etc. Guess I was bit lazy in the end. I chose SLOTH anyways!&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted my film to look and sound like a nature documentary. I am big fan of those and I love David Attenborough. It took me 1 afternoon to record the voice while trying to sound a bit like him. It is tricky for a female... I thought that it would be ridicilous contrast to represent something like a sin as a scientific fact. Our society does deal with religions with surpising respect even though we should KNOW better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-4710729683824044011?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/4710729683824044011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-of-sloth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4710729683824044011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/4710729683824044011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-of-sloth.html' title='making of &quot;The Sloth&quot;'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SvA2ZzUJx-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/p5UeXOBuZfw/s72-c/bell+310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3861824034781725366</id><published>2009-10-21T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:46:52.386Z</updated><title type='text'>The Sloth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jn1Lt6k956g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jn1Lt6k956g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my animal film. I am a sloth, one of the seven deadly sins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3861824034781725366?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3861824034781725366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/10/sloth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3861824034781725366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3861824034781725366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/10/sloth.html' title='The Sloth'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640088603185876770.post-3343413205477981474</id><published>2009-10-20T12:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:20:51.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fight</title><content type='html'>I was eleven and I was in trouble all the time. I spoke too much and I was too loud. My teacher wasn't my biggest fan. He ordered me outside the class room every now and then. Not because I was teasing someone but because I was pretty loud and had opinions. This very same teacher decided to start a computer club but it wasn't for all the kids, it was only for boys! I was furious. I wasn't particulary keen on computers but I couldn't understand why there would be a club only for boys. I fighted loudly and got a sort of victory. As a result girls were aloud to the club too. No other girl seemed to want to go there so I was there alone. It was mortifying. All the computer geek boys and this teacher staring at me. So it wasn't the gratest victory but I am proud of it. I am proud of eleven year old me fighting the system, fighting against unfairness and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now 17 years later in a different country facing a challenge of performance art course. Why I am on this course? Is it the big narcist in me or is it the girl who doesn't want to shutt up when she feels like she has something to say. It is both I guess. I just hope that I still have the same courage than that young me had. I hope society hasn't made me to its blind slave yet. I like to fight when there is unfairness but I do not agree with violence. I rely on humour even and especially when it is risky. If you joke about institutions like church someones gonna bloody hate you. But that is the point really.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I'll have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4640088603185876770-3343413205477981474?l=holyspinach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/feeds/3343413205477981474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3343413205477981474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4640088603185876770/posts/default/3343413205477981474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyspinach.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-fight.html' title='My Fight'/><author><name>ipe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196919673735305619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tYdWZfaU3I/SSq9EV1HCfI/AAAAAAAAATk/TUuj37rR2ho/S220/studio+neon+ja+assasment+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
