Something.

Introducing.

So lets get personal here, you don’t know me, and I probably don’t like you. its how all my good relationships tend to start so don’t fret. You have many secrets and I m intrigued by your presence. I am a wannabe rockstar. I don’t play any instruments and I can’t sing so help me god. Speaking of god, I am an agnostic, because I like magic tricks and tarot cards. I am a practicing artist, that is what I have been lead to believe. My field of choice is photography, therefore I am a photographer. Its too cold to go outside.

The rest is just details.

tick, tick, boom.

In the past month, I feel like I have just set the timer on my home-made bomb (not literal for all you CIO, CIA and Defence force folks). Its just a matter of time before I destroy myself completely.

Dreamer

weirdest dream. i’m just screaming into the dark. no reason. and just before i wake up i hear people talking, saying : she said she’s ok, she’s ok? Did she say she was ok or did she message you “I’m ok”. also having a nice chat with a familiar stranger in a bus as it heads into kogarah. :@

Transparency.

Tuesday: Twas fun, got there 5ish, drank and walked around with Doug while we waited for his friends to show and critically discussed the works. 

“what do you think of this one?” ” uurrrm … yeah that’s all i have to say”.

Good turn out i think, and free booze, needed more beer though. Talked with Lisa, lost Doug and then awards were awarded to best in show. Some free large prints by Pixel perfect, expires in august. hmm. Chatted with Diana and Rohan, met some of her friends and Tyler looked like Adrian and it made me smile. invited me to dinner, but i had to go home. ran to catch the bus, so awkward goodbye. sobbered up on the train home. 

Wednesday: Did a 2 hour watch of the gallery with Scott. The ones on the exterior wall were on the floor by the time we opened up. so we had to put them back up with whatever we had. laughed at scotts velcrow instructions, chatted for a bit, felt bad for the person who hung theirs up on the door. wrote down an approximate of how many people came to see and left. i had work at 5 till 9. i’m getting used to this closing thing though.

Thursday: Turns out Dinaz never went to the super awsome exhbit, so she’s going on Friday. Attempted to confront some people about some things, why does confrontation end up so bad?, anyway, might hang out with henry friday.i’ve enrolled in classes. tues from 9-5. how do you think i’ll go with a 12 hour day?. intro to digital imaging much?. i dont know what to do for electives.

All influence is immoral—

“Because to influence a person is to give him one’s own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of some one else’s music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is self-development. To realize one’s nature perfectly—that is what each of us is here for. ” Wilde