This morning I cried, this afternoon I will do something

This morning I was talking to my son about the George Marshall climate change event I went to In Manchester last night. My 12 year old son said, "They say that the world may be uninhabitable in the next 50 years and that's in my lifetime." He is old enough to understand this fear and uncertainly over the future. Its something I've thought for a while but George Marshall underlined it last night, the future will be changed but maybe in amongst the really tough things might grow good things, things like renewed communities, no carbon emitting activities like swinging from trees or reading a book in the park. So why am I still crying? I think it brought it home to me. I know some of the science, I know the world is overpopulated and that we probably need a decline in numbers to make things better but this is actually personal. Nobody wants to see those around them ill, worried or displaced, a killer virus or a massive flood might be just what humankind needs but you would fight it when it came to your door. All this is at the door of millions of people already. They see the land they once used polluted by sea water, they build their housing higher on stilts, they starve and just as I would or will they fight to do the best for their loved ones. This is apocalyptic now for so many people. It is the end of their world.
I got an e mail from 350.org. It asked me to phone Gordon Brown to say that I am unhappy about the way things are going in Copenhagen and want to see change. I thought, a phone call, I might be shy, what if it turned out really to be him "Ormmm, Hello." he'd say and I might get tongue tied and stutter or something
http://action.350.org/p/salsa/web/common/public/content?content_item_KEY=6778

I will ring up and maybe I'll just tell them what my son said this morning, maybe they'll see how sad that is and how it made me cry. When my son gets home I'll try and talk to him about the good things he thinks the future might bring. Maybe it will all be all right.

Christmas Sausages

My butcher makes Christmas sausages which he tells me have no reindeer in them but are full of angel dust and pine cones. I'm not convinced but when they go into the pan I get a smell of Christmas. Its not the smell of Christmas dinner but the smell of Christmas. The sausages have cloves and cinnamon and fill me with a as yet unfelt amount of cheer for Christmas 2009. Maybe with these sausages I need be Scrooge no more. A merry Christmas to all and to all a good year.

Glum and seeking comfort

Woke up feeling glum today. A few plans fell through and I felt progressively more sorry for myself. It was then that I thought about a snack. Whoa is me, I deserve a chocolate bar some crisps would cheer me up. 3 prunes and some clever redirection later I feel much better and find that I have resisted descending further into the poor me's and everything no longer resembled a snicker. Must be at least £1.50 more for the starvation diet pot.

Honourable intentions

Its really hard to know how to pitch my work at the moment. A lot of what I am doing is driven by a desire to do things which are not money and funding led projects but more about doing projects I think are vital. At the moment this leads me to doing lots of things for free. Somebody asked me the other day "Whose funding this project, have you been commissioned?". I felt like if I had been able to say yes it would have added more gravitas. The fact that we are doing that particular project out of passion and conviction is seen as somehow suspect. To be getting money for something legitimises it. Maybe that is something we should scrutinise because having a price tag on something could legitimise some really daft or wrong things.

Looking into Charities

I have sent an e mail off to various charities. I took me an age to phrase it. Is it right. See what you think.

Dear Sir/Madam,

I am an artist working in the UK. I read that there are as many overweight and obese people in the world as starving and malnourished so set about an art/life based project called The Starvation Diet. The project documents my efforts to address my weight through resisting food which takes me above the calories I need to be healthy and donating money saved to people who do need it. It is based on the premise that in a world where others are starving its wrong for me to be overweight. I'm looking for a charity who see some value to them in the project and who can guarantee that a large percentage of my donation will get to the people in need. From reading your site it seems that your charity could be a good one for me to go for but just wish to know a few things:

What percentage of a donation to you would go to the people in need?

This art piece is not part of my paid work but just a passion to use my art to do something I think is vital so I'm eager to link up with others. Can you see any possible creative links which could be made between your charity and this art piece?

You can look at the project page online at:

http://www.bethbarlow.com/completed_pages/screen_deva_exhibition.html

and the project blog at:

http://starvationdiet09.blogspot.com/2009/12/idea-behind-starvation-diet.html

and ring me if you want more info on 07828148123.

Thanks for your time,

Beth Barlow

What happens if you put the word diet in your twitter posts

You get the diet lady popping up as a follower. A nice lady who will via her website lead you to a leaner body and all for only 47 dollars with a 30 day money day guarantee and the diet lady even wants to give you more, she wants to make it so you don't have to think. I doubt that the diet lady has any interest in my kind of diet, I shall look forwards to her comments.

Diets and weekends

The weekend is a time to relax, a time for a treat, a reward for the week. It is then a problem when you are on a diet. "Tonight" you say "I'll have a beer or a chocolate bar or a takeaway." At least that's what I say. This Friday I had soup and and a sandwich for my tea whilst my son had a takeaway. That was £3.50 in the starvation pot. On Saturday I had an Indian takeway but after only eating half I had some left over for my dinner on Sunday rather than buying more cheese for cheese toasties, so that's another £1.00 in the pot. My boyfriend was heading to the shop and, although I really wanted to say "Yes, go on buy me a chocolate bar, its Saturday and Strictly come dancing is on." I resisted, another 60p in the pot. £5.10's worth of food taken from my belly and put into the belly of somebody who needs it more. I could have saved more and had less of a dicky tummy if I hadn't had the curry, thats one to resist next weekend.