Oh I used to be one of those fun girls

September 1st, 2010.
New month, new motives.
New project.
Daily meditations, daily musings, daily interactions with the visual.
To follow the last foreseeable chunk of time I can call a 'school-year'. 
For now. Seems to me I'm a bit of an education junkie.

And "I'm a student" is such a wonderfully undeniable excuse.

No. I hereby abandon excuses. 
No compromises, no affectations.
No mess in my mind.
Now decisive, now diligent, now livingbreathing creation.
To follow the path to the ideal self I envision in my head.
Which depends. My ideal self morphs and evolves all the time.

And I just can't say no to a good contradiction.

But I have to. I want to find my voice.
Without uncertainty, without ambiguity.
Without a timid lack of audacity.
To follow through with my youthful reveries of the remarkable and anomalous artist I was.
So I imagine. Maybe hindsight is more a rose-tinted 20/20.

And I just want to feel that present before it is past.

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