Posts tagged life.
I feel like I’m always running into people I went to art school with and having this awkward conversation about how I work in a night club on the weekends now and haven’t made art since the grad show. I usually follow this with something along the lines of “I’m taking a break from it all for a while before I go back to do my masters” but in reality that’s just a lie I tell them so they don’t ask the questions I can’t answer and another lie I tell myself to feel better about being such a fake.
I get up in the evening and I ain’t got nothing to say
I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain’t nothing but tired, man, I’m just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
Eugene Carchesio’s sketchbook work Dead leaves of Tokyo highlights the transient nature of the world in the metaphor of leaves fallen from deciduous trees. Quiet and unassuming, there is a stillness in the imagery which allows for contemplative consumption of the concept by the viewer.