Dear fellow art fags,

[Luna]

Woman, I've had to help you set up that massive floor loom.

Yeah, wasn't that FUN? 

And that yarn?  Snaps ever time I try to touch that particular project.  I'm about ready to take a knife to it.

Could it be the tension on the loom, though?

Nope, it's just the yarn is spun too loose, it pulls apart.  I'm not giving up on it... but it's gonna cost me hair.

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I am very comforted in knowing that it's not just that I'm a great big freak.

I was on a serious ROLL, an hour ago, and the retard housemate pops in with "I'm excited to be driving a bus south for three hours this weekend!" and now, an HOUR LATER, not only have I not finished my piece, which I was deep into, but I haven't made any beads and basically I just spent the last hour locating a folding screen in my basement and finding the most obtrusive location to put it that will block her view of me.

HATE AND RAGE.

That makes my blood pressure rise just reading about it.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I have a curtain that separates my office from the dining room, but that doesn't seem to deter my housemate. Who is so fucking evicted the moment I get my mortgage modified, because this is fucking bullshit. And every time, I tell her "You need to pretend I'm not here during the workday." It would be expensive as fuck and not part of my original design plan for the house but I'm seriously thinking about putting in a door where the arch is.

The phone and doorbell suggestions would be great if I didn't have kids and a home-based business that gets regular deliveries. What frustrates me is the apparent inability of friends and family... people who should know me pretty well, at this point... to absorb the message "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE DURING THE WORKDAY".

I bet if you mace her the next time she does it she'll get the hint.

I like this.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I am very comforted in knowing that it's not just that I'm a great big freak.

I was on a serious ROLL, an hour ago, and the retard housemate pops in with "I'm excited to be driving a bus south for three hours this weekend!" and now, an HOUR LATER, not only have I not finished my piece, which I was deep into, but I haven't made any beads and basically I just spent the last hour locating a folding screen in my basement and finding the most obtrusive location to put it that will block her view of me.

HATE AND RAGE.

That makes my blood pressure rise just reading about it.

Mine is finally going back down. Now that any writing is fucked for the rest of the day, I'll go see if I can get any beads made in the next hour-ish. I don't even remember where I was and my studio's been burning electricity for no reason for almost two hours now. 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

How do you handle it when you are working on a piece of art or writing or music and someone interrupts you with non-essential chit chat? Does it break your concentration or do you just sail right through without really noticing it? Sometimes I feel like a freak because I'll be concentrating on writing or design or just getting into the headspace to make stuff and someone interrupts me or calls or drops by unannounced, and it breaks me completely out of the flow of what I was doing, to the point where it can take me an hour or more (in a few cases, days) to return to the same creative space I was in. Is this normal or am I some kind of hypersensitive spaz?

I typically make my feelings of irritation known.  When I'm writing is NOT the time to talk to me about anything else.  It's fucking insensitive at best, and a fucking control game at worst, and the one way to PISS ME OFF is to say "can I interrupt for just a second?", because at that point, YOU'VE INTERRUPTED, and my train of thought is GONE.  It really, really pisses me off.  Unless the house is on fire, and that fire has reached the second floor, SHOVE THE FUCK OFF UNTIL I AM DONE.

Sorry, you hit a nerve there.

I think I need a sign that says "IS THE HOUSE ON FIRE? NO? THEN FUCK OFF".

[Rumckle]

That is my preferred method when I'm torching. It's so fucking loud in there between the exhaust fan and the concentrators that I can barely hear anything anyway. I have also used screaming and throwing molten rods of glass as a deterrent. Unfortunately, for me music may get me INTO the mood for writing, but it often interferes with the actual writing itself. I just want quiet, and to be left alone. I have orchestrated my entire life so that I can have these two things, for six to eight hours a day, and inevitably some jackass just has to come along to tell me they've really been craving a Twinkie and it's really warm out today.

Have you tried just getting a track of white noise and putting it on repeat?

[Jasper]

Better yet, get a throat singer to chant fuuuuckk yooouuu leeeave meeee beeeee or something in a really deep voice and put that shit on repeat.  It should almost be like Koyaanisqatsi.  Guttural and twisted, with an introspective feel to it.  Good mood sounds for making art, probably.  Your brain will eventually tune the words out, but anyone passing by will hear a vicious Do Not Disturb notice.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

That is my preferred method when I'm torching. It's so fucking loud in there between the exhaust fan and the concentrators that I can barely hear anything anyway. I have also used screaming and throwing molten rods of glass as a deterrent. Unfortunately, for me music may get me INTO the mood for writing, but it often interferes with the actual writing itself. I just want quiet, and to be left alone. I have orchestrated my entire life so that I can have these two things, for six to eight hours a day, and inevitably some jackass just has to come along to tell me they've really been craving a Twinkie and it's really warm out today.

Have you tried just getting a track of white noise and putting it on repeat?

How, exactly, would that help? It's not like  background noises are bothering me. It's people deliberately trying to get my attention.

[Rumckle]

Because you said that music "often interferes with the actual writing itself", from which I inferred that you would like music when you write (possibly for drowning out noise, I dunno), but you have trouble writing while listening to music.

My mistake, I guess

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Because you said that music "often interferes with the actual writing itself", from which I inferred that you would like music when you write (possibly for drowning out noise, I dunno), but you have trouble writing while listening to music.

My mistake, I guess

Suu was talking about how blasting music too loud for her to hear interruptions, which is basically what I do in my studio, but white noise at drowning-out-sounds level would be incredibly unpleasant.

[Suu]

When I had Angband- The Cupboard Next to the Stairs (which was the first official Angband!), I had just enough room in there for my garment rack of costumes, a shelf of knickknacks, my drafting table and computer. I'd go in there and be in the FUCKING ZONE.

Basically, if I'm hunched over my table, that's enough of a hint. When I'm hovering over a sewing machine, I'm typically a bit more social unless it's a difficult pattern, but drawing...GTFO.

[Bruno]

That is my preferred method when I'm torching. It's so fucking loud in there between the exhaust fan and the concentrators that I can barely hear anything anyway. I have also used screaming and throwing molten rods of glass as a deterrent. Unfortunately, for me music may get me INTO the mood for writing, but it often interferes with the actual writing itself. I just want quiet, and to be left alone. I have orchestrated my entire life so that I can have these two things, for six to eight hours a day, and inevitably some jackass just has to come along to tell me they've really been craving a Twinkie and it's really warm out today.

Have you tried just getting a track of white noise and putting it on repeat?

I have some tracks of pink noise, each with a different binaural beat. You have to use headphones/earbuds to get the full effect from the binaural tones.

http://www.mp3ye.eu/535074_hemi-sync-hypnosis-pink-noise-binaural-beats-theta-superlearning-mp3-download.html

[LMNO]

Nigel, I'm totally with you.  Which, similar to Remington, is why I do most of my music editing/mixing at 5:00am when no one else is awake. 

And when I was writing 30 Days of Eris (at work  ), I would have some creepy ambient stuff playing loud in my headphones... I think it was NIN's Ghosts.  Just shut the world right out.

[Don Coyote]

your problem stems from the fact that your tenent doesn't veiw you as someone with whom not to fuck with. i have two words for you.

shovel

tarp

i also like ech's idea of the mace, only use a mace instead spray.


coyote, when is arting noone fucks with him

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

That is my preferred method when I'm torching. It's so fucking loud in there between the exhaust fan and the concentrators that I can barely hear anything anyway. I have also used screaming and throwing molten rods of glass as a deterrent. Unfortunately, for me music may get me INTO the mood for writing, but it often interferes with the actual writing itself. I just want quiet, and to be left alone. I have orchestrated my entire life so that I can have these two things, for six to eight hours a day, and inevitably some jackass just has to come along to tell me they've really been craving a Twinkie and it's really warm out today.

Have you tried just getting a track of white noise and putting it on repeat?

I have some tracks of pink noise, each with a different binaural beat. You have to use headphones/earbuds to get the full effect from the binaural tones.

http://www.mp3ye.eu/535074_hemi-sync-hypnosis-pink-noise-binaural-beats-theta-superlearning-mp3-download.html

Thanks! This sounds pleasing.