Spreading seeds in my gardens.

 

To be quite honest, and although I don’t like oversharing, it has not been a good couple of weeks for me. What is it about reaching your mid-twenties, huh? Everything you’ve known until now collapses before your eyes, and, although you’re forced to, it’s too scary to look ahead and realize what you really are made of. How does one even begin to understand what the past has done for the future? How is it all not a waste?

Also, I’m very broke and very behind on some school things, or maybe I’m just giving myself a hard time. I’ve decided two things, that in truth should be New Year’s resolutions but that I should apply myself to right away:

- Limit high-street shopping to a single bimonthly venture, except for strict necessities such as socks and undies. Seriously, guys, it’s kinda hard.

- Focus on a particular project every week, whether it be a painting or a sketch, a photo-shoot or a figurine. Be as prolific as possible in the time I have, the important thing being that I learn what it means to finish what you start.

Anyway, these are things I’ve been contemplating recently. Besides my lovely feathered cape, of course.

It’s been so quiet.

Thank goodness Monday is coming back! And much to do with it!

PS: Does anyone have a Pinterest account? I do! And quite lonely and lost, I might add! If anyone wants an invite I still have a few lying around!

Did you see anything beautiful out there?

I’ve gone a bit missing these last coupla weeks, but my boyfriend was visiting, you see, and I was obviously too busy making a nest in his beard to be on the internet and stuff. But now he’s gone and it’s pretty dark and rainy out there, and all I can think of is this movie we saw recently called Air Doll. It’s not amazing or anything, no, but somehow the depiction of city life as seen through new, untarnished eyes rung true to me. How frail and small one feels, how enchanting and dazzling and mystifying it can seem, how scary and deceitful and lonely it can all become. I felt like I was watching Amélie Poulain’s destiny go terribly awry, all the sweet and uplifting things waved at you like some delicious candy which is then cruelly snatched from your hands.

Here I leave you with some screencaps. I thought that actress was so cute, with eyes so big and shiny you could easily believe she was truly born a plastic doll. Also, I made a mix with the movie in mind (because the soundtrack kinda sucked). Enjoy!

Discovering the people we know we were.

 

  

Diego Rivera. Source.

Currently reading this.  I’m really behind on Latin American art and I’m rather excited to discover everything I’ve missed out on. I wish I could go to Mexico, and now I regret not having gone as a child when we lived in Austin and my mom really wanted to visit and I said no because I could only imagine tortillas and piñatas and, yes, I was a bit resentful of having been automatically put in countless Mexican activities although I endlessly repeated that Venezuela isn’t part of Mexico.

Whatever. Stupid me. Here’s a new (and totally unrelated) mix for ya: CLICK!

From the doubles factory.

Old rooms and old angst.