Originally this blog was started to show the progress of my personal projects and have taken a look at my recent posts I can see that what I do is fill in the entries with some emotional crap.

Not sure if I can stop it though.

What I know for sure is that I can’t control my mood swings any more and my chest hurt every single day over the recent weeks.

I need to stop being so easily affected by my emotions, thoughts and feelings and concentrate on the work I have to do and what I really enjoy doing.

I feel a lot of heart-exploding inspiration one moment and right the next minute can feel this lack of oxygen in my lungs and this pain in my knees and in the middle of my chest.

I just know that there are so many things I can do, but I won’t be able to ( them all) no matter how hard I try and this depresses me quite a bit what leads to the loss of time instead of progressing or anything.

The moment I find myself content and working on another drawing or animation, something mind-wrecking happens and no matter how many of those calming down pills I swallow, the only thing I keep focusing on is that brain-crash-ing issue.

Had work till half 6 today and finally arrived home at around quarter past 7. So I was having my wicked dinner consisting of a lemon tart with vanilla milkshake and RESTING and watching a little bit of TV when I saw Soph’s car reversing outside. She came over to get me to go to Mayas and since my phone had been dead for ages ( not sure why I wouldn’t charge the goddamn battery), it was a nice surprise. And finally, after 100 years of invitations, I saw Mayas place and her flatmates who happened to be pretty old.

and I'm serious about this, *very often emotions and feelings are not entirely expressed on my face in all their strength, since I’m kinda reserved person when it comes to certain things. my mind is like a notebook and during the moments of new experiences it captures everything in all its bits, pieces and details. and I just have no time to express the emotions in a loud / visible way. Or I just don’t feel like I need to or the moment requires / needs me to.

It’s just like these impressions are too precious to be shown to the audience or put in words.

Mr Moth.

While hovering under my bed today , I found a moth. It had already gone to see its maker, so I obviously couldn’t talk to him and ask, where had he come from and what was he doing down there under my bed by the time he died, so I just put it in my Gustav Klimt metal box, and now its not empty any more.

Ben Hibon.

He is amazing!

Vaughan Oliver's exhibition

was pretty amusing. Took pictures of almost all the interesting people there.
And my eyes got photographed like 4 times! By tony and a nameless man. It was sunny inside and my lashes were glowing in blue. Probably that's why.