idk if having my name handwritten is lame or not but i think im safe cause i have no photos of girls at low f stops wearing floral dresses/overly flowery statements about being a ‘wonderer’ ….. yet
Just spent nearly 3 hours working on my website and forgetting to eat and not doing anything related to my essay which this time was specifically set aside for, hopeless /// stuck on the word pause/pauses/pausing /// feeling a little like my mind is going insane /// these are vaguely related
I’m just a lump of flesh filled with feelings. Not letting me sleep, thoughts keep swirling around like stuck in a whirlpool. Restless.
studying art is hard sometimes. having to condense what i think i’m interested in within my personal work into a concise research question and having to then assess existing research comparatively to my own, all whilst not even being 100% sure about my research question itself is too difficult. having to contextualise a intuitive response is plain hard. what have i gotten myself into.
but i got photos back and they are nice!!! getting better with chasing light and using it how i want it!!
i managed to make the 40min return bike ride to my photo lab last 2hours by riding really slowly through back streets and visiting two opshops and deciding i needed to go to the supermarket to buy things for lunch just to procrastinate writing this dumb essay.