some time some day 2009 or 2010
i don’t actually remember when i shot this or on which wall i stuck these ramblings.
i do remember that i had written this in my sketchbook a decade ago. i probably copied it from there. rather sad that i’m still fixated on the same ramblings.
still pissed off at my state of limbo. it’s spreading to most aspects of my life right now.
can’t even be bothered with uploading pics everyday. even though most of them are all sorted, cleaned up, cropped, dated…it shows how bored i’ve been.
still living out of boxes at my mum’s.
struggling with the need to finish three body casts.
struggling with the need to just be.
no space to make. no space to think. no space to make a mess.
grumble grumble moan moan.
mum asked me last night – don’t artists do their best works when in depression?
i don’t know about that.
i know that i thrive in my own misery, or so i’ve been told. love the dramatic. what would i do if life was simple? probably find ways to complicate it in my own little head.
