what do you mean, jeroen? we aren't living in some kind of fake reality like a comic book or a cheesy snuff soap opera? maybe i read too many existentialist literature, but i like you, also am in the fringe of becoming a hardcore terrorist the whole 24 hours of my life. and then sometiems i do, and that's when i basically do that thing people usually forget to do: live, exist, choose. i don't know if creating art is the only option, sometimes art seems like such an uptight activity. i would call it simply do what we want to do, be ourselves, exist the whole 24 hours of the day. look at the war that's going on outside, and remember that's the product of the fears and paranoias and power trips of a small fraction of humans who are able to impose their concept of reality via media, and everything else.

let's not react, let's act. let's exist.

hugs from the other side of the atlantic!

f.

Once every two years or so, I get in the state mentioned in my post. Living is then postponed until later (for a week or two). The strange thing is that I then have to rediscover certain things I can only discover by creating something without a plan. Usually I do work with a plan.

But now I'm fine.

Creating art might be uptight, but designing a plan to create something beautifull that can be given to the ones you love or the ones you think are beautifull is a nice thing to do.