You sometimes think you want to disappear,
but all you really want is to be found.
So I just spotted this whilst scrolling through Facebook.
Am I the only one that can see the overwhelming irony, and obvious ignorance in this statement? Trying so hard not to write a scathing essay in response.
Any followers in London want to hang out!?
It is super lonely here when you don’t know anybody!
WIFE - Bodies
Tune for the day.
Love this record a lot.
Virginia-based Korean artist Bohyun Yoon’s suspended installation, Unity, takes fragmented pieces of dolls, hangs them in midair, and gives them suggestive shadow forms. It’s a genius plan that has been executed perfectly. The body parts alone create a slightly disturbing environment, but the shadows transform the piece into something much more provocative and meaningful.
No money. No job. No relationship. No friends. No home.
This is what I have become.
This is what society has deemed me worthy of.
Yet it is all my own doing.
Today I am going to attempt to worm my way into essentially every Post Production facillity in London and make them give me work…
Any form of success is highly unlikely, but it’s okay because this is on in the cans. Pure cheese. Golden.