Crazy Creepy
I think I'm going a bit crazy. I've been listening to nothing but Jack Johnson's "In Between Dreams" for the last two weeks.. over and over and over again. I love it so much that I've become addicted to his voice. It's almost creepy, isn't it? Well, thankfully, I don't dream about him.
I'm so shagged, I'm practically dozing off right this moment. But I can't go to bed yet because I'm waiting for my hair to dry. Ugh.
I didn't get home till about after 11pm this evening. I don't usually go towning this late, especially, in the middle of the week but I had a special reason today.
I'm feeling quite happy with myself this week. I've fixed all my social problems and most of my schoolwork problems. I've also managed to come up with a solution to my job problem.. so I'm really quite satisfied with life at the moment.
I was blog-surfing around the other day, and I found something rather interesting. A french artist, Miss Van, and her Galerie Magda Danysz. Her artwork has been described as mysterious, thought-provoking, equivocal and erotic. There's also alot of Japanese influence in her artwork. Most of her pieces are centered around femininity, the imagery of physical and emotional aspects of women, girls and other females. They are somewhat provocative and sensual and also very very bizzare.
In my opinion, the art's a bit crazy and creepy all at the same time. You can't help but get stucked into the whole entire image itself. I find myself thinking about it and wondering about it.. trying to figure it out, trying to understand it, trying to make some sense of it. It's weird but perhaps, that's exactly how it's meant to be? I suppose the only people that will be able to empathize with me are the men and boys. How often have you found yourself staring at your woman, trying to understand her, trying to figure her out? How often have you found yourself thinking and wondering about her? How often have you found yourself completely clueless after all the thinking? Well, that's exactly how I feel when I look through Miss Van's gallery.
Oh, I just love the colour. (:
Images: Galerie Magda Danysz ; Blackjettas
I'm so shagged, I'm practically dozing off right this moment. But I can't go to bed yet because I'm waiting for my hair to dry. Ugh.
I didn't get home till about after 11pm this evening. I don't usually go towning this late, especially, in the middle of the week but I had a special reason today.
I'm feeling quite happy with myself this week. I've fixed all my social problems and most of my schoolwork problems. I've also managed to come up with a solution to my job problem.. so I'm really quite satisfied with life at the moment.
I was blog-surfing around the other day, and I found something rather interesting. A french artist, Miss Van, and her Galerie Magda Danysz. Her artwork has been described as mysterious, thought-provoking, equivocal and erotic. There's also alot of Japanese influence in her artwork. Most of her pieces are centered around femininity, the imagery of physical and emotional aspects of women, girls and other females. They are somewhat provocative and sensual and also very very bizzare.
In my opinion, the art's a bit crazy and creepy all at the same time. You can't help but get stucked into the whole entire image itself. I find myself thinking about it and wondering about it.. trying to figure it out, trying to understand it, trying to make some sense of it. It's weird but perhaps, that's exactly how it's meant to be? I suppose the only people that will be able to empathize with me are the men and boys. How often have you found yourself staring at your woman, trying to understand her, trying to figure her out? How often have you found yourself thinking and wondering about her? How often have you found yourself completely clueless after all the thinking? Well, that's exactly how I feel when I look through Miss Van's gallery.
Oh, I just love the colour. (:
Images: Galerie Magda Danysz ; Blackjettas