stranger than fiction, faster than light.
in recent weeks i have been reassessing my intellect in what is probably not a very productive manner. i seem to have trouble keeping up with people's conversations and i prefer just to listen. i am becoming more observant. and in this observation comes a quietude, a drawing in, that becomes nearly introspective. it is this paradox which occupies my mind lately. i think it is a step up in my artistic sensibilities. so much drawing, observing, photography. it seems to have been taken up a notch. i am more serious about everything. artistic maturity, right before my eyes. but i have difficulty engaging in everyday conversations. i want to listen, and hear, and see.
so, when do you feel creatively inspired? during the changing of the seasons? after falling in love? during a bloody sopping breakup? in the company of nature or of concrete and urban decay?
in recent weeks i have been reassessing my intellect in what is probably not a very productive manner. i seem to have trouble keeping up with people's conversations and i prefer just to listen. i am becoming more observant. and in this observation comes a quietude, a drawing in, that becomes nearly introspective. it is this paradox which occupies my mind lately. i think it is a step up in my artistic sensibilities. so much drawing, observing, photography. it seems to have been taken up a notch. i am more serious about everything. artistic maturity, right before my eyes. but i have difficulty engaging in everyday conversations. i want to listen, and hear, and see.
so, when do you feel creatively inspired? during the changing of the seasons? after falling in love? during a bloody sopping breakup? in the company of nature or of concrete and urban decay?
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threeplus years -- any divulgable developments since?
11/04 was a weird month for me, too lol