Playing The Downward Spiral cd on my Hello Kitty boombox is the only thing keeping me from ending it all
You are an art. The perception of you is an interpretation.
You are the artist. Embrace the pain, embrace the unknown.
For art is subjective but only the artist truly knows its actual meaning.
„Es war einmal ein Kind, das hatte alles Spielzeug dieser Welt. Es spielte mit diesem, bis es zerbrach, doch das kümmerte das Kind nicht, denn es hatte ja so viel davon. Eines Tages war das Kind krank und klagte dem Spielzeug sein Leid. Da sprach das Spielzeug: es kümmerte dich nicht, als ich zerbrach, was kümmert mich dein Leid?“ („Once upon a time there was a child who had all the toys in the world. It played with them until they broke, but the child didn't care because it had so many of them. One day the child was ill and complained to the toy. There the toy said: You didn't care when I broke, what do I care about your suffering?“)
March 9th 2025 paper collage, ca. 11.5 x 11.5 cm.
“And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?”
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Adhesive color plates for Science Services’ Science Program series booklet Moon. Nelson Doubleday - 1967.
day 17 / apocalypse never
Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940