Time Bomb

Adventure into the core,
you will discover the petrified soul.
The one who feels discomfort for the attack.

The guilt for doubt. 

What is my job?

It is my job to find words to describe. I research for years, this fascination for what I feel I should express. It is my job to find metaphors. I describe something as something else to create a new vision. It is my job to create. I become creative and manipulate techniques making obscure items which I claim have meaning. I borrow money. I can’t get a paid job I'm far too busy. I dedicate my life. To this culture, a culture of art and design – the creative process.

Then my research is overwhelmed by personal experience. I run out of metaphors, my creativity is distracted. I feel guilt for family finance. My dedication to the creative process runs low.

And I realise that my job is yours. This experience in itself is art; the beauty of you brings a new meaning. I want to be your culture because you fascinate me. I want to dedicate myself to you.

Accelerate Months

Thinking of boxes,
my life in boxes.
It's nearly time.