Glittering Blackness

youmightfindyourself:

It’s that brief moment when the waning daylight causes everything to take on a holy, hazy glow. It took Terrence Malick about a year to shoot his 1978 movie Days of Heaven because he insisted on filming only during this time of day, but the results perfectly capture and distend that dizzy, overripe feeling of right before something very good ends.

Bought a one way tix to bkk on Sunday.

Quit my job on Monday.

I’m flying out next Friday.

Oh wow. 

Thank you dbl. if not i’ll never…

“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.”

- Jim Jarmusch

You’re good at your ‘art’ that does not mean you’re good at the ‘business’.

I like doing what i do. But i don’t think this job needs me anymore.

If there is no real connection, no real passion, no art, then what the fuck is this?

I don’t belong here, not anymore.

I should leave at the end of this month.

Then maybe get a waitressing/gallery sitting/random job. And then start looking  for producing jobs again.

short break from this bullshit business and i’ll be back. good as gold.

peace.

Morrissey’s playing tonight. 

Obviously not as big a fan as the rest of them. 

Forgotten all about it, till this morning. 

anyway, please please please let me get what i want.

YAY

lunch on sunday.