I had an aunt who recently passed away and in her belongings were very old photos of my parents. My mother's communion picture, photos of them when they were dating and their wedding picture, which I had only seen once before well into my 20s. When I was a child seeing photos of my parents when they were younger made me depressed. I felt like both had settled into lives they really didn't want and I was a consequence of that. I can now see deeply flawed people who I resemble emotionally, and physically and love very much.
I'm dramatic, traumatized, and self obsessed, but in a really sweet and sincere way. I'm in love with life and believe compassion is the greatest virtue we as human beings can possess.I'm madly in love with art and am at my happiest when creating something. I enjoy thrashing at shows as often as possible, going to art museums, drinking coffee at night, taking a good photo, listening to records and of course talking shit.
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