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The narrative I looked at during this project was a song by dodie called ‘Intertwined,’ The song itself resonates deeply with me and my own experiences, so felt it was important for myself to use this song as the focal point of my work.
Here is the song if you want to give it a listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WaHrWLCUmfc
At the beginning of university, and my first project, we looked at a narrative in which to base our works on. We did a workshop on mono-printing which I really enjoyed as I had only looked at the medium briefly previously. This was a good challenge and it was fun to experiment with different materials to create the marks, as well as different types of paper to create different textures.
*flashback*
girl: “please!”
Justin: “what’s going on? do you think she’ll be okay?”
Amy: “She’ll be fine. she’s just a young girl who's gotten pregnant too soon. i’m sure she’ll be fine.”
Justin: “babe, she looks only a few years -”
Amy: “i’m just glad I have you there for me when we have our baby!”
*flashback*
girl: “I can’t have this baby! please help me!”
nurse: “you must, otherwise the baby will die. everything will be okay.”
girl: “he'll take him away from me! don't let him take him!”
Justin stood at the edge of the dancefloor, leaning on the railings to try and relieve his tired feet. Spending time with his friends was a laugh, but it didn't help in the way he thought it would. He wanted to go home more than anything.
Justin sighed, and looked out to the dancefloor once again. In the middle of the dancefloor he noticed a girl dancing. He recognised her, he had seen her before but couldn’t remember for the life of him when and where.
She was beautiful, he thought to himself.
party like it’s 1999
Windenberg - 8:20pm
Jack: “Mate, we haven’t seen you in what seems like forever. You need to get your mopey arse out of this pit”
Selena: “He is right, Justin. Come out with us, it’ll be fun.”
Justin thought about the idea, until he was convinced. Who knew, maybe going out would do him good. In fact, it could spark some creativity.
The knocking woke Justin from his nap. It was a good one, too. Before he could curse the disturbers into oblivion, he heard his two best friends hurdle their way through the door.
*some time later*
*rhythmical knocking at the door*
It had been nearly an hour. An hour of torn out pages that had been tossed, with little to no aim, at the bin in the corner of his office. he had nothing. no ideas, no motivation, no stable income to keep him going.
Justin’s apartment - 1:02 pm
Justin Case... an unfortunate name for a struggling writer
Meet Justin - Justin Case.
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