tristan-da-cunha

sometimes, only sometimes my heart feels heavy like lead in my shoes sometimes, only sometimes I would like to cry my eyes out of my head I don't know why, or I know but I can't do anything about it everything makes me feel lonely again in my head, the dried flowers on the desk why is it I can't find my second half in this world, why is he in hiding perhaps I am looking too much at myself I am looking very hard into the sun and all I see are coloured spots not a face

a new beginning with my new scanner *ole* don't feel to bad at the moment, have found a partner to work with in the studio at school and feel happy about it. somehow it makes the workload a bit less heavy.. so this year we'll be doing a lot more digital, can't wait to post some of it on deviant ;-) that also means i'm going to delete a lot of my ancient crappy pics! haha!

What a change of course! Too much to tell you what's been going on. It includes that I'm living back home again etc. ... A talent for darkness indeed La vida se compone de encuentros y abandonos: una luz de una vela alumbrando un rostro y luego oscuro, un pájaro rozando una piedra con su pico antes de reemprender el vuelo. (From: Uno) Carlos Barbarito