Sunday, 14 December 2014

Edinburgh & London

It is kinda funny and sorta strange, because in my 2014-list of things I were supposed to do within the year, one of the points were "travel to a new country you've never been in". And this year I've experienced three. I am so thankfull for what this year has given me, so much experience - so many feelings I didn't even know I possesed.
My last trip for 2014 went to two places - first Scotland and Edinburgh, where I visited Charlotte - and two days later we took the train down to London, were we had a long weekend doing every tourist-thing we could think of (I've already been there like a gazillion times, so it was mostly for Charlotte).
Well anyway, here are the pictures from the trip. Such a great one, it was just perfect!

And since my camera went out of batteries a bit quicker than to what I care of (am gonna send it in to reparation, it just can't be right that I bought the most expensive camera in it's genre and the battery lasts for one night) - here is most of the trip from my phone and my big addiction "VSCO-cam", the best picture-editpor in the world (for phones that is).

Sunday, 7 December 2014

I Love Your Face, Honey

Sometimes you just crush on girls even though you are in love with boys

Monday, 24 November 2014

The problem is me having a full-time job

Because it's never about wether I burn for it or not. Cause there is no doubt about me burning for art and fashion. The problem is me using up all my time and thinking on work. To fully get an artistic project really happening and completely done, I have to live it. I have to live it, I have to breathe it. I have to stop existing and only be through it. But that is something one only can manage doing in f.ex. a school-environment with the economic stability that school (actually - nothing you think of when you're in it) provides. I want to disolve in it, I want to melt my mind and heart and soul into one great project that comes out being something incredible and a part of me. Where did that go, I need to find it again somehow, even though I work full-time. 
And in some ways I feel I have to, because that is how I survive. It's easy getting distracted by boys and friends and work-stuff, but what always gets me breathing again and thinking straight is art. It's all about getting out my emotions and memories into something physical, something viewable or to be listened to.
I have so much of me that I want to get out, but all those pretty portraits of those pretty faces just don't cut it. I need something else and oh god, I'm getting tired of my own repeating record, but I want something else, I want something more. How do I get it, where do I get it, where do I start digging for it.

Oh and where did the sci-fi go - gotta get back to that.