I think it was hormonal changes because this week was a really drained week. I had to climb hills, carry laptop,climb hills,climb hills and more climbing of hills. And to say it’s only what? 3 weeks? Anyway, cutting paper is very therapeutic. And so is reading under dim lights. My little quirks.

 

 And this kept me smiling.

 

Kahlil Gibran once said, “Life is about discovering beauty. All else is a form of waiting.” What’s your beauty in life? I think it’s love. Life is love.We are all either madly in love, slightly in love, recovering from love, reflecting on it, wondering where it is, if it’s coing back, hoping for it, thinking about what it is and what it isn’t. I read this from a mini article amidst the random photos of naked artistes in a magazine. Michael Buble said that. I find a lot of truth in it.

 

It’s nice to suddenly remember certain stuff you used to remember. Stuff. Anything. Movies, songs,pictures, little random notes or anything that practically revolves around “life”. And it’s funny how we can merely forget or “let go” stuff that we used to be obsessed or inspired by. Earlier today, I managed to get my hands on this album AaRON (Artificial Animals Riding On Neverland). There’s this particular song, the only song that I could listen to for aeons and still get the same exact fluttery feeling somewhere in between my chest and stomach every single time i listened to it. It’s called U-Turn (Lili) based on this french movie I used to memorize it’s title, then after a while I forgot how to spell it, forgot the title, forgot what the story was about and listening to the song once again reminded me of how I was once smitten with the film. It’s nice to be inspired, I realize. It’s a wonderful feeling. A rush of different random stuff to your brain, to your eyes, to your toes and to me, it kind of make me feel good. Really good.

 

It’s nice to be inspired, even for a flick of a second. Or to be precipitated into an emotional attachment that seems so foreign; it feels right. I think being inspired by people is something extraordinaire. It leaves me with a feeling of subtle phantasmagoria of mysterious allure and self-discovery. We’ve all been inspired and we produce and discover great things with the whole inspired/inspiration idea. I’m inspired by sudden rushes of emotions. It takes me over and impulsively I want to do something right away, right this instance. Hedi Slimane makes cigarettes and trashy people in dingy clubs such an inspiration. Scouting for photos of people who smoke the nights away with beers and ciggers and crazy night stints has been my daily quirks. For a while back then, the song Running Away by Midnight Hours made the world go round for me. Before that, the rhythm of shits inspired me. Then it was the awesomely talented Icelandic people Múm who made the Mosaic Music Fest the best ever music festival ever. Right now, I must say it’s got to be the quirky smile of Coco Rocha and porcelain plates scribbled with wishful thinking, cheesy quotes and anything randomly interesting to read. 

 

 What Inspires you? What Inspires you? 

 

 i find that this was beautifully crafted, honest and sincere.tara (the director) told me this “i think that is what will stand out the most about the film, the honesty.. its been a challenge to find the way to tell the story in about 2 hours with the honesty it needs”
it’s like che guevara’s motorcycle diaries ey?