THE FLYING CHIP \ a school project gone sour.
because I need to feel better about it.
THE FLYING CHIP \ a school project gone sour.
because I need to feel better about it.
From a time when I did not keep a pencil case. My stationery is stuck to the wall where I worked.
Design school. Computers. Sick. Holes in Memory. Missing USB flash stick.
YAY.
SUN HEAD | an old doodle, nothing spectacular.
probably the origin of balloon head
I wish it was brighter.
Not as strenuous.
Centralised. And to one idea.
Less abstract than it has been.
I wish it was simplified. Conceptualized.
Something that can keep me going so that I don’t lose faith. So that I can truly be passionate about it.

I feel like I am talking about myself.
But I know I’ll get over it. I need some new inspiration.
27th April: Freedom day celebrations. Annual celebration of South Africa’s first non-racial democratic elections of 1994!
so proud of my country
After a few months and about 9 hours (seriously. This thing has like 5 layers) I’m almost finished it!
Its hard to pick up were you left off.
A WIP of a giant thing I started in my sketchbook. Nearly in its fifth hour.
I wish I had a better picture of this. sigh. I hope that leaving it here will propel me to finish it.
Procrastination is hereditary.
We are told to remember the idea not the man,
Because the man can fail, he can be caught; he can be killed and forgotten.
But 400 years later an idea can still change the world.
I’ve witnessed first-hand the power of ideas; I’ve seen people kill in the name of them -
and die defending them.
But you cannot kiss an idea; you cannot touch it, or hold it.
Ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they cannot love.
coffee, ink and an unfortunate incident with a craft knife. MINE.
I waited for this moment for a bazillion years, and I finally started at a Design college this week. four days in and I can’t sleep, can’t eat and I am a walking anxiety attack.
Bright side is I finally got the internet back after nearly month.
JOY.