5th November 2017 Me in the midst of my creative chaos. At this time I was vegan, I'm now only 98% vegan. Alas, I don't look like this anymore.
CREATIVE CHAOS
I'm not sure if this is simply me, however when I'm tired, feeling burnt-out, lacking creative inspiration (usually because I've not been eating, I've been working intensely, on my art, my tshirt start up, an idea for a range of vegan curries.) and I'm not receiving an iota of encouragement from anyone I start organising. I invariably have clothes strewn around, (tshirts, jeans, jackets) unless I'm doing my minimalist thing then things invariably get stuffed into cupboards only for them to come tumbling out as soon as I open the cupboard. Organising things is a way of trying to maintain a semblance of control in my life, it doesn't require much thinking or brilliance or a perceptive, intuitive or analytical mind (the missing five pound note whilst on holiday), it can be cathartic, meditative even, it's not exactly a break or holiday cruises with a friend it does help revive the creative and familial instincts and a sense of duty, responsibility, to care for myself and my creative endeavors; I wood invite others to do the same.
Me with my father after an operation. No, we've not run anyone over (animals or humans) and we're not in a taxi undertaking a jewel heist or painting or selling drugs or getting pregnant ( I have never been pregnant despite my hacked images and liver damage is not conducive to fertility), neither are we having relations with any family members, or gobbling up bereaved children's rental incomes, assets, inheritances or facilitating the gobbling of bereaved children's inheritances, and we're not chasing after other people's or are own properties that have been appropriated by family members, neither are we stealing clothes, selling fake artworks or stealing anyone's copyright (or copyrights for their designs), planting works by other artists on an old hard drive to discredit someone or planting paperwork and stains, or hacking anyone's communications or website or trying to defame anyone and violate their privacy especially by operating a Blackbook broadcasting Centre. Many might think not doing all these things is rather dishonorable, heartless, contemptible and grounds for ostracization. I can only say my father and I must lack humanity and character.