Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Bleeding Trees

I am sorry I am still sad.
I am sorry I am always down.
Did I put myself down like that?
Perhaps I never noticed how pathetic I trully was. Until I heard what I heard.
I don't like being this way.
I don't like being myself.
I wish I were better, and I wish I were worthy.
I am always sad. I am always apathetic.
I am always talking about myself.
I am sorry for this.
Please, excuse my stupidness.
Please, forgive my hunger for attention.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


As I came home back from college, earlier today, the news of acclaimed fashion designer, Alexander McQueen’s death were so unexpected they felt like a blatant lie.

Out of all people involved in the fashion or entertainment business, it would’ve never occured to me that McQueen would die at this very stage of his career. Perhaps, it is because we all tend to forget that death is the most natural part of life, no matter the way we may reach it. On behalf of McQueen’s family, let us all not talk about his death causes, nor details. But just remember him as the brilliant artist he was.

McQueen was very a talented artist. He was even considered today’s fashion’s ” l’enfant terrible” for he made his own rules, and he always worked according to his very own aesthetic and ideals. To me, he was a true genious. I had always found all of his pieces to be trully magnificent. He knew how to dress women, his shapes were always beautiful and very interesting to look at.

His fashion shows were always delightful. One of the most unconventional shows one may ever see. The atmosphere he created was so unique one would feel like you’ve just encountered a new dimension. It was truly A SHOW.

All there is left to say is, I share McQueen’s familie’s sense of shock and grief. May Alexander McQueen finally rest in peace.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Orphin has spoken

It is already time to start focusing.

Achieve goals, etc.

I think I will try to give my life an art approach. Such as practicing more watercoloring, since it is one of the most classical ways of art and self-expression; sculpting and reading a lot more.

I will try to start writting more, too. See if I can express the ideas going through that twisted, yet romantic vortex-cage that lies inside my golová. Something most people call ‘mind’. Let’s see what it translates into.

May this be a New Creative Year full of inspiration and art.

Peet, all!