Trisha Brown creating a performative drawing, Philadelphia Museum of Art, 2003. Courtesy Trisha Brown Dance Company
I recently picked up my long lost diary that followed me around during the years 2011 till the beginning on 2012. I began writing in it again and I forgot how much relief it brings to my tangled thoughts and bottled emotions. Typing my emotions just doesn’t cut it. I will definitely be continuing with this “art” as some call it.
RIP Ray Manzarek
Last night an intoxicated dude-man wanted to be in a car crash and asked me “don’t you want to experience death” … of course i do. Yes. Of course I do.
Is it strange that I get turned on by serial killers …?
“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?”
― Albert Camus
I question my fetich’s.. And it scares me
I’ve never wanted to sleep in a hammock so badly before. Timing is shit.