May 2009
Yet another Bank Holiday here in England, I wonder which country has the most public holidays in the world.
Rather than looking forward to it I felt not exactly a dread but again a sense of disappointment that I really had nothing in particular to look forward to. Nobody waiting for me to come home, no kisses or barking or mewing...
Sometimes it seems like the world keeps turning and I'm just watching but taking part.
I have one print in some open exhibition locally but failed in my attempt to get into a Print only exhibition up north.
All the theorizing and trying to put into some sort of context has also in a way taken away the fun and in constantly searching for the right image...I feel the work has become a bit stilted.
Taken from http://exorcising-ghosts.co.uk/
murakami quote of the month
South of the Border, West of the Sun
“I always feel as if I’m struggling to become someone else. As if I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I suppose it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to re-invent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself – as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself.”
Rather than looking forward to it I felt not exactly a dread but again a sense of disappointment that I really had nothing in particular to look forward to. Nobody waiting for me to come home, no kisses or barking or mewing...
Sometimes it seems like the world keeps turning and I'm just watching but taking part.
I have one print in some open exhibition locally but failed in my attempt to get into a Print only exhibition up north.
All the theorizing and trying to put into some sort of context has also in a way taken away the fun and in constantly searching for the right image...I feel the work has become a bit stilted.
Taken from http://exorcising-ghosts.co.uk/
murakami quote of the month
South of the Border, West of the Sun
“I always feel as if I’m struggling to become someone else. As if I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I suppose it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to re-invent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself – as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself.”
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