Thursday, December 21, 2017

film crew

Today a documentary production crew came to the office to film a short meeting between a comic artist and me.

Before I left the house Mummy told me that it's not important to talk so much about what kind of comic books sell, it's more important to tell artists to tell their story sincerely and to encourage them to work hard at their craft.
It feels like I talked a lot but even now there's still thoughts racing through my mind - all the intelligent things I should have said.

Ah well.

Thursday, December 14, 2017

hoover dam

we don't talk anymore but some of the dopest shit i've ever seen was with you

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Late Nights

When we lived in London I spent a lot of time staying up late alone in my room, on my laptop or occasionally opening the window to smoke a cigarette. I could spend those hours working quietly or wasting away time online shopping or reading articles or whatever I wanted. 2AM wasn't late at all then, and there were days I literally didn't go out or see any sunlight.

Later on I had much earlier hours to keep but the more I dreaded going back to the office the next morning, the later I stayed up. This made me more tired and feel worse the next day. It's been going on for years and I care less and less what people think of me nowadays but I still wonder what it really means to live and work from this space I inhabit, this human form, that is more like a cave on certain days.

There are so few things to believe in you just end up spending all your time obsessed with them and ignoring everything else...