When I try and find myself, I am not there. When I try to know myself, I am unknown. Every time I died, I remain. Who did I forget?
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The Beast that Bothers
I'm pretty sensitive when it comes to temperatures, so to be comfortable I have to make sure absolutely everything is perfect. Warm enough on certain parts of me, and cool enough on the other parts.
Yi Yi (2000), dir. Edward Yang
Painting I did Today. I love painting where I don't have any plans for it... A blank canvas. I don't plan the brushes, I don't plan the colours. I just make a quick choice in the moment and let the painting paint itself.
Sitting on my couch, nothing at all is happening... I don't work tomorrow... But my heart is racing and so are my thoughts... Wishing I knew how to change my life so that who I am can be who I am, freely expressing and enjoying who I am... So I don't have to worry about the future... So I don't have to have an autopilot for worrying and fear...
How aware are you of your thoughts? How sensitive are you? What are the limits? What are the dimensionalities?
I drawing I did in my early teens (probably around 2007-2009).
Sketched it on paper, scanned it onto the computer and coloured in photoshop.
I've always loved games like Zelda that includes a lot of nature of magic, fantasy etc.
Something about a lone wolf surviving in the wild, where things aren't perfect but they are natural.
High School Art Project #1 "Self Deterioration"
High School Art Project #2 "Paradigm Shift"