...while living at the Red Cross homeless shelter in Denmark after I’d overextended myself financially while backpacking across Europe. I started by sitting on the same bench by the “lakes” every morning, writing until I got so cold I began to get cranky and my hands would go numb. Then I continued the tradition by writing on the steps of the art museum in Gothenburg, Sweden. I’ve written in bars, at the beach, in church…you name it. It’s the way I stay (semi-) sane.
May 27, 2008, 05:11PM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
im now being far away from this goal.
recently i dont go out in fact…
Nov 23, 2007, 03:13AM PST | 1 cheer | 2 comments
i bought a case, two notes, four sets of pencils.
already got a how-to book.
im nervous…can i be a person of painting???
can i draw?
Oct 31, 2007, 09:06AM PDT | 2 cheers | 0 comments
i was writing in a bar.
just once doesnt mean so much.
it must become a habbit.
Oct 30, 2007, 04:56AM PDT | 4 cheers | 2 comments
i bought a book about the dessin.
im a stranger in this area so its challenging actually.
if i could draw…dreams are going up in the air!
Oct 26, 2007, 05:50AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
i bought a book about the sketch.
im not good at drawing at all.
but i want to have a try…
Oct 21, 2007, 01:49AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
ive decided to use my note books living my room for over 10 years.
ill write write write and write more!
Oct 12, 2007, 09:03AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments