Reports from every mans land
This is where I will express some seemingly strange but hopefully true and interesting ideas.
I have a propensity to think about big things like life and the universe, so here's some space for that and also much smaller things like my life and my universe.
My universe at the moment consists mainly of London, after a recent trip to Cornwall and Devon with my girlfriend, that's also included and after meeting a homeless guy and talking about interstellar for a bit I guess my universe also consists of the images of the universe from that film aswell. Obviously I'm talking about my mind, and which recurrent themes it wants to latch on to at the moment. I've always been a dreamer, my mind can sustain 'untrue' information for an amazing amount of time. Much to my own detriment and to the detriment of the people around me and maybe even to the detriment of everyone because it stops me from speaking out and expressing my mind a lot of the time, and there's some alright stuff in there, mainly it's like an average city library, only a few really interesting thing and lots of average shit and some weird stuff from the early 90's that should probably be burnt. My mind stops me from expressing my mind? Whose side is he on? I've tried to do my best for him but he seems to have betrayed me along the way, the scoundrel. So why do I draw, I guess I draw to keep a hold of things, to lock a memorys down and hopefully to keep it how I found it. But obviously I don't draw the world how everyone see's it I draw it with an emphasis on the things I'm interested in so I will always include nature as much as possible, trees and sky's i especially don't mind drawing. And I say don't mind because if it was up to me I would telepathically show people these things with no need to use any medium except the mind. But as it is I HAVE to draw or write or speak about them to show myself and others this world I have found myself in. I've recently been to a few Buddhist gardens and centres in London and Yorkshire and there I have found what I have been looking for for a long time. Peace. Peace through sound or lack of it, peace through nature, peace through lack of want or progress or fear. My mum loves peace, when i wasyoung it was pretty much the only thing we were consistently allowed to make. We had to be quiet and kind t EVERYONE. Never any bad words were to be said about anyone. It didn't really matter whether or not I did my homework or did well at school as long as whatever I did I was quiet and it didn't hurt anyone. As a child and a teenager I hated this, I liked rage against the machine and playing the piano, I wanted riots and noise, but I wasn't allowed so I got frustrated. So right now I guess I'm learning that this wasn't to bad an aim to try to achieve and create. The new series of drawings I have uploaded are all in an afford to create and remind myself, and anyone else who can find it, of peace.
I have a propensity to think about big things like life and the universe, so here's some space for that and also much smaller things like my life and my universe.
My universe at the moment consists mainly of London, after a recent trip to Cornwall and Devon with my girlfriend, that's also included and after meeting a homeless guy and talking about interstellar for a bit I guess my universe also consists of the images of the universe from that film aswell. Obviously I'm talking about my mind, and which recurrent themes it wants to latch on to at the moment. I've always been a dreamer, my mind can sustain 'untrue' information for an amazing amount of time. Much to my own detriment and to the detriment of the people around me and maybe even to the detriment of everyone because it stops me from speaking out and expressing my mind a lot of the time, and there's some alright stuff in there, mainly it's like an average city library, only a few really interesting thing and lots of average shit and some weird stuff from the early 90's that should probably be burnt. My mind stops me from expressing my mind? Whose side is he on? I've tried to do my best for him but he seems to have betrayed me along the way, the scoundrel. So why do I draw, I guess I draw to keep a hold of things, to lock a memorys down and hopefully to keep it how I found it. But obviously I don't draw the world how everyone see's it I draw it with an emphasis on the things I'm interested in so I will always include nature as much as possible, trees and sky's i especially don't mind drawing. And I say don't mind because if it was up to me I would telepathically show people these things with no need to use any medium except the mind. But as it is I HAVE to draw or write or speak about them to show myself and others this world I have found myself in. I've recently been to a few Buddhist gardens and centres in London and Yorkshire and there I have found what I have been looking for for a long time. Peace. Peace through sound or lack of it, peace through nature, peace through lack of want or progress or fear. My mum loves peace, when i wasyoung it was pretty much the only thing we were consistently allowed to make. We had to be quiet and kind t EVERYONE. Never any bad words were to be said about anyone. It didn't really matter whether or not I did my homework or did well at school as long as whatever I did I was quiet and it didn't hurt anyone. As a child and a teenager I hated this, I liked rage against the machine and playing the piano, I wanted riots and noise, but I wasn't allowed so I got frustrated. So right now I guess I'm learning that this wasn't to bad an aim to try to achieve and create. The new series of drawings I have uploaded are all in an afford to create and remind myself, and anyone else who can find it, of peace.