sithu

When a new year hits often it seems that I digest the past years events; what has happened, where I've been, who people I've met.  All of these things digest in my mind for a few months as I try and remember what year to write at the top of the check.  Then I sit and look at some of the new art that comes through this sight, watching a number of the better artists froma round the world.  I can't help but wonder if I've run into you on the street.  Wonder what life is for you compared to what life is for me.  Would it even matter to know? No I sit reaching out to the futurs never knowing what it might be.  Another year to tick off with friend

I just spent the last month in Eastern Europe.  It was a may-Term school trip.  It was the first time that I traveled abroad and I must say that it was amazing.  We stayed in hostels and shitty homestays.  The purpose that our teacher later told us is that she wanted to make us as uncomfortable as possible.  I will steadily be submitting a few pictures from it.  The better ones of course. Sithu

So tell me, what the hell is going on out there.  Perhaps I'm yet again slipping into a lull of what can only be described as a self loathing depression.  Anyone else have that.  You roll out of bed everyday and go about your routine wether it be work, school, both and realize that no matter how much hadder you try, not a bit of the day is really going to matter.  The sad thing is that life physically has never been easier.  I've gotten used to the sacrifices that both school and work take, but it's the lack of the light at the end of the tunnel.  So everyday, I wake up and put on a fake smile for the world, so that no one knows the better.