let lemons be angry

Soon my future will be my own to schedule in.

I want to take a week, not more, to enjoy the mundane things.

Whole days of camera film, whole days of Oscar movies.

Whole days of stopmotion.

Whole days of reading.

And then, when my subconscious is filled with the richest and oddest of things, I can create again. There are a few series of work I have been longing to finish. One on sleep. One on children's art. One on charity. First I need to get out and observe life in its most boring facets to get all the details that I cannot make up if I tried.

My income will be quartered like bread. So that I can do all these self-imposed projects like observing people sleep. I am so funny. It'd better be worth it.