new year's resolution?

Why not get fit like a poodle in 2010!

snow ghosts.

I'm taller than you, Anna :)

merry xmas.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, the day that all Skandinavians celebrate more than Christmas Day. I hope everyone who reads this will have a super great lovely Christmas with lots of nice food and presents. I shall be back with more Stingosaurus adventures after the holidays. Until then, take care everyone!

home again.

baj baj.

Glasgow. And the entire United Kingdom. I'm saying bye bye for real now. There's not much left to say that I haven't already said. I shall miss you in some strange kind of way. Someday. You're definitely not my favourite island on this planet, but probably the most important. For me at least. Thanks for everything that was the opposite of shit. See ya sometime in the future!

my life weights too much.

I'm spending my last day in Glasgow and the UK tomorrow. Bags are packed and far too heavy. It's gonna cost me a fortune to get them flown to Sweden. Most of my possesions however will be donated tomorrow. It's such a relief to weigh considerably less. I don't need all this crap that I carry around. I don't even know if I need the crap I sent in million packages already. Probably not. Why do we all need so much stuff around us? When I write this I'm taking overdoses of vitamins and mouth-wash, while rubbing my skin with body lotion and spraying my hair with hairspray that I thought I needed once. I will throw away so many unopened packages. So stupid.

if you're a cannibal every fight is a food fight.

more re.

who's your actress?

Lately I've noticed that acresses flirts heavily with indie music. It's nice, because they're often rediculously spoiled with to-die-for side-kick musicians and the results are quite delicious. First Zooey Deschanel teamed up with M. Ward and formed She&Him. Then Scarlett Johansson and Pete Yorn got related. And now Charlotte Gainsbourg (seen from Science of Sleep) has recorded an album with Beck. I love this video and I loved even more that you can download her song "IRM" from her website for free!

regina and jenny what's-her-face.

I have finally, finally, finally seen Regina Spektor live. And yes, she was awesome. A little short in height and shy but so full of excellence. Yeah... I don't know what to say. It was worth waiting 5,5 years to see her, it sure was. I'm in love with all her songs now, not just my favourite ones - all of them. Such a great performer. The opening act for her was Jenny Owen Youngs, which was a happy surprise. I thought her first song "Led to the sea" was a cover at first, but then realised I had her in my iPod and it was like actually her... Pretty cool. She had humour and I liked that she's an x-file nerd like me. I think the funniest and perhaps most stupid thing about the concert was that my friend Lee had my camera taken away by the security when he took this picture of Jenny. Apparently my camera was too professional. Ha! That's funny. We didn't even got to take any photos of Regina, or like Lee put it "we only got like three shots of that Jenny what's-her-face". But it didn't matter. It kind of sucks sometimes when you view good things in life through a view-finder. This way I probably enjoyed the consert more. Thank you, security guards!

just a bad dream.

Nari, please stay away from irukandji jellyfish!

re by stingo.

Yo! Just got a rubber stamp with my new logo on. Re by Stingo is my sketchbook brand. Re stands for everything that starts with Re; reuse, redesign, rethink, recycle, retro etc. Here's this week's bunch of sketchbooks as well.

festival website.

Yo! The "Scenes from a British summer country pop music festival" - website is up and awesome! This is a collaboration between me, Graham Mossop and Stuart Roy Clarke. Have a look here!

no more ranting.

Two days ago was Graduation day. The last chapter of uni life came to an end. A lot of things can be said about the uniersity that I attended, and I've already made myself famous for being rediculously upset about it. Yes, the things I and my friends had to deal with during the last three years was probably enough to make Michael Moore come and make a documentary about it. And yes, the honourable thing in our Honour's Degree is that we stayed and took the battle. But then it felt good to recieve a stupid certificate, and it felt good to shake some dude's hand and probably catch swine flu, and it felt good to wear way too big gowns and hats and freeze our butts off outside the church. Because my best friends are friends from uni and I wouldn't be Stingosaurus if I didn't attend this university. I'm happy that I've stayed for three years and I'm happy that I've graduated. But I'm even more happy about all the things I learned beside the uni stuff. Oh gosh, I need to stop here before I get too cheesy. I guess, what I want to say is that I'm happy I don't feel like fighting with uni anymore. I leave that to the current students...

dances with wolves.

And I just have to say that I love this movie. Yeah, it's old. I was 4 when it came out. I saw it as a child and now I saw it again. And yeah, it's a little cheesy and American - but that's why I love it. Or I don't know... it's just sort of contageously positive somehow. What I know is that I want to be an indian now, living in a tipi and hunting buffalos. After seeing Taking Woodstock last weekend I wanted to be a hippie as well, I guess I could be both simultaneously. It's all peace and love, man!

more sketchbook updates.

More more more sketchbooks. And there will be more - "OMG! This Stingo girl is insane!"

glasgow detour.

It took me a week to remember what the name of Dunelm Mill was, and realised that it was Dunelm Mill. Then I tried to go there for some sweet canvas shopping for sketchbooks, but ended up somewhere in Yoker. On my way there I thought to myself that I have a very good sense of orientation, perhaps better than a lot of the people I know (big smile). But when I got off the bus I sort of gave in. And really, I'm not blaming my super-skill for not getting to my objective. I just got distracted by photographing Glasgow dullness and then the rain was too much of a bully, so I took the next bus home. Wohoo! Exhiting life indeed.

sketchbook update.

These are four books I made last week. They are completely handmade and consist of Korean newspaper/ recycled fabrics from Sweden, probably from the 1980-90's. More books are coming soon...

money money money.

This week I've been making some gift vouchers for Homes of Football. If only I could make gift vouchers that could work everywhere...

thank you.

It's a little embarrassing to admit, but I'm not very good with technical web stuff, hence I haven't been able to answer the question "so, how many people follow your blog?" until now. To me this little thing called blogging has always been a way to explain my creative process, letting people elsewhere take part of my adventures and sometimes just allowing myself to be fucking narcissistic. I thought maybe my dad would like to read it and hopefully a couple of more people. But I had no idea that so many people would actually follow what I have to say. I have, as you can tell, got hold of statistics finally and made the conclusion that it's not just my dad, my family, friends or relatives who reads this, but many many more. So gee, what can I say. I guess a "thank you" is appropriate. I will continue to be Stingosaurus for you and hopefully you'll keep coming back and appreciate what I do. Feel free to leave comments, so that I in return can know who you are.

Peace!
/Stingosaurus


The image is an old drawing from an artist book project from uni.

i heart you.

Just sat looking through some old pictures and found this. You know who you are and I miss you so much.

i've got paws II.

i've got paws.

Suddenly the temperature has dropped from "brrr" to "holy shit, that's cold" and my gloves has turned into paws that I never take off. I feel like such a hobo.