Kiss me hard, before you go…
Saint Creature “Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you the best..” Read More
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Social Services
Let’s talk about my new work on the song Hohlan – Social Services Read More
Coffee is the strongest alcohol…
“Leave us together,
Morning is a hard climb.
Coffee is the strongest alcohol.
We have to go,
We multiply the minutes by zero…
But we pour warm water on ourselves,
But we pour warm water on ourselves…” Read More
Social services (ref)
Mom told me not to post in And the network has such pictures. But did I listen to her?..
This is a ref, or rather not quite – this is a part of the work that will have a lot of meaning in the plane of the full work. What is it that is being reflected? I would call it a comedic reflection of the Oscar statuette, because instead of a sword in my hands I have… a broom for cleaning cobwebs.
Today I have another, in my opinion no less interesting, job, and this one… I think I’ll finish it in a few days 🙂
I will run and crawl i’ll be standng tall
Well. Finally I did it. Two tattoos on both arms. Why those? Well… Read More
Try
Hey, my love, you left a bitter taste
I cried for help, and you just walked away
I can’t believe that we’ve become estranged
My angel, my angel, yeah Read More
Between the Windows
I know/like to find some signs (even where there are none). Same with this butterfly. It got stuck between the windows, although I thought it was sitting on the outside window. I feel about the same way – like stuck between two windows. One half of you says – you are self-sufficient, you don’t need anyone. The other says – you need someone.
In general, you just keep sitting between the windows, waiting for… some sign? Not sure…
Grandmother Miguel de Cervantes
Grandmother de Cervantes had every chance of being the first one that I would (attempt?) somehow restore.
Well…for now, it’s just a matter of fixing it up. Because I like it. My guy. It’s just a little shabby…I’d like to return the look of the wood to…wood. The hinges to the hinges. The mirrors to…mirrors?. Cover it with oil and wax and you’ll be happy. But I think those are far-fetched plans. For now, at least just start using it for its intended purpose.
The (almost) bachelor’s house is so…strange. The ceiling is black because the stove “smoked” when the uncle heated it and…left the house. Some might say it’s dirt. But for me it’s just a “creative ceiling”. You’ll probably see more than one photo where I use it as a decorative element. Like old wallpaper. Because for some, what’s gloomy is for us inspiration.
Yes. And now we definitely need to cook food…
If you could change one thing
“June hello? Can you hear me
So it seems, I got lost in my dreams
Can we go back to the start
Before we grew apart and turned blue..”
Sometimes
Sometimes our hearts are broken by those who should have healed them, and those who should have broken them…heal them. Life is such an amazing thing. Read More