Act from the depth of your feeling imagination. Act for celebration, for search, for grieving, for worship, to express that desolate sensation of wandering through the howling wilderness.
Don’t worry about Art.
Do these things, and it will be Art.
“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.” - Oscar Wilde.
I’m bored and can’t sleep - someone get me Julia Child’s cookbook. I’ll cook all her recipes, write a blog about it, then turn it into a motion picture directed by Nora Efron…preferably starring Zac Efron as me.
Ello.
The last time I did something like this was in 2006, which is now four years ago. Usually one would say ‘oh it doesn’t feel like 4 whole years’, but no… to me, 2006 roughly feels like it was four years ago now. That’s 48 months roughly. I pretty much had all the same dreams and wants and needs. Mind you I kept something a pretty pathetic secret that I don’t even bother disputing anymore. Ya’know how it is…
Originally I was going to post some old blogs I found on my MSN Space. On second thought, I don’t think I will. Its a fascinating wake-up call though. Lets just say I’m alot more resilient nowadays…my gosh. That and a heck of a lot more self-confident. :-S Go figure…
