Substance.

Some things that have been happening recently have been rocking my world in different extremely various ways and my mind keep drowning in this fever of endless visuals and images I'd love to draw or film. Even while watching football yesterday I had this short music visual for a song acoustically similar to Joy Division's Isolation.

My fingers hurt very much from all the scalpel cuts, it seems I manage to cut myself more that the sheet of paper I'm working with. And I can't peel a clementine now cause it hurts as hell.

The show is over and my chest feels a little bit empty and full of odd indescribable emotions. The only thing I'd love to involve my mind into right now is album artwork and also some music videos. But we are going to the freaking Paris for a freaking week what's gunna break a huge hole in my budget. On a bright side of things I'm going to see Julien Valee live. Can't even imagine how freaking fantastic it's going to be. He makes my mind shiver. His hair, his endless creativity and his sexually cool converse that express it all.

In the Room Where You Sleep

Dead Man's Bones - In The Room Where You Sleep sounds like the atmosphere that shall me floating inside my Poe cabinet corridor if I manage to build everything in time.

Papier-mâché'd my left hand earlier, it looked pretty (supposed to be dried out and transformed into a lamp-glove-hand), but didn't know what to do with it being wet - I couldn't use a hairdryer in this time and hour, so just ripped the white glove kind of thing apart. Time well spent.