So I have a key to the college back door & to the studio. I’ll be sitting here the whole night!
I am not complaining tho.
I have a lot of work to do.
Such a great feeling to have a little break from all the work even tho I’ll be bringing my ass to the studio pretty soon once again.
There are no rules when it comes to art. None at all. Art is the biggest freedom. You can express yourself in any way you want. You can put yourself in one picture, one beat or one sentence. Nobody is going to take this away from you because it belongs to you.
The last movie I watched was “City of God”.
The last book I read was "why men can only do one thing at a time and why women never stop talking " by Allan & Barbara Pease but now I am reading "The art of photography" by
I am working my ass off for these past few days. Sleep is out of the picture. I don’t even remember how it feels like.
Idk why I wrote about my past once again, but I just thought about people I used to know and used to love and used to care about and how badly I tried to keep them in my life even tho they were running away from me & I just thought to myself, nah fuck it, its not worth it anymore. You can give all you can & its still not gonna be enough for some people, their greed kills everything, thats what it is. They want more & more & more until they are left with nothing.