nothere

I keep mis reading this sign in my friend's studio, does it say 'not here'? or 'no there?'

right outside this door there are vines falling,and a small garden. last night I saw a huge potted sunflower, here in the philippines? how bizarre!

there isn't much that is really inspiring out here. but in the past 24 hours, somehow, it was different. I went to a couple of friends' studios and they were all these mad crazy worlds... not just physically, in the objects and spaces they dwell in. but also in our conversations. in the way they dressed. the way they all lived were pretty fascinating.(all have relocated from someplace else, mostly new york ... paris, milan...)the structure is this gestalt, more than it is prescribed by time or productivity. things just unfold. I guess there are many funky people living out here ... secretly, and in private.

perhaps this is a place where you can really do whatever you want. and become who you really are. no rules. except to have as much fun as possible at every single moment.

still rockin to kylie!
and kanye - paranoid