Moleskine Diary pages Feb 2012: Shame

Moleskine Diary pages Feb 2012 - Yamama

I do so much out of a sense of obligation, but do I have the right to resent that? What of those who are doing things for me out of the same sense of duty? Surely society would cease to exist if we all chose to do only that which is personally enriching and pleasurable?

Moleskine Diary pages Feb 2012

This carries on from the previous post. My feelings of always being a passive observer rather than an active participant, boohoo! ( The group in the cage are wearing my childhood school summer uniform in Kuwait).

Moleskine Diary pages Feb 9th 2012 We Eat Our Children

I am always seeking to unpick the complex fabric of family life. And I am always surprised by just how strong the taboos are against certain aspects. You never look too deep behind a smother's love, don't question who the love is helping. You accept a 'normal' seeming family at face value. When I was small, and to an extent even now I find it hard to accept that most families are dysfunctional. I so badly wanted the perfect life I saw in advertising and squeaky clean sit-coms, I think I will never stop yearning for that.

Moleskine outtakes

A few images from one of my satellite sketchbooks that I keep for quick ideas, sketches and reminders.

Moleskine Pages Jan 2012 - In Exile, Willingly.

Moleskine Diary pages Jan 2011-I Avoided Sacred Music

I tried to give shape to the crazies that drive my creative habit and undermine it at the same time. Why do I even listen to them? These are but a small representation of the hordes that narrate my life internally, evil little bastards that exist only to sabotage everything I do.