mardi 28 juillet 2009
this afternoon I was taking the sun in the garden for a short moment. I though about the potential frustration of not going anywere in vacation. then I realised I couldn't go anywere that would be such a great comfortable house with such a wonderfull garden in a so quiet neigborhood but still with every facility we need around, excellent restaurants and cafes with table outside we can go at night then walk home, or walk out the house and walk for a couple of hours or more and never leave parcs and forest for more than 10 minutes.
I'm having a wonderfull time only with the shadows of bats flying around my head in the garden. And darkness falling every day earlier.
dimanche 26 juillet 2009
of course my first though went to the idle engine of my motorcycle as I put my gloves on and watch the garage door come down before a long ride, but motorcycles are not that fun to draw in the end.
I still need to work the lines on the wacom. the thing is you cannot carry the wacom into next room to use a life model so I'm stuck in my office in front of the computer, alone, with my fantasy. i'm embarrassed that pictures made without model look so much like they're a copy of some life scene and that life scenes look so much like photos. there's some serious lack of style in that statement.
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other than that, I'm on a hollyday for a couple of weeks. not really idle. lots of projects. I just wish I could get paid as arranged rather than having so many happy customers and being broke again. I'm taking legal action against some of them. screw them.
vendredi 17 juillet 2009
lundi 13 juillet 2009
dimanche 5 juillet 2009
I'm in a not so much artistic mood this week.
yesterday morning I went for a little ride on my bike (about 260miles) and it felt so smooth and soft and I enjoyed my cheap invisible bike so much up and down the forest roads passing everything on the road like a dream on a flying carpet, I can't see why anyone would want to ride an over expensive noisy shaky tractor instead and claim that his has caracter and mine has an dull automobile engine, when all in all, his as faults and mine is a sharp tool to cut the world in half, his is painfully slow and mine is practically fast. I used to dream about bikes with automobile engines in the end of the seventies. kz1300 anytime you want.
my front tyre is worn and smooth as a baby's butt now, i hope it can last untill the end of the month. who cares.
After almost a year without post, I hereby officially declare this blog DEAD. You can scroll though my work on my webpage at www.papazogla...
I hardly slept for 3 hours last night then woke up shivering then today my TV died. Winter is coming.
Only eats organic but drives a german diesel SUV. Fears beggars but loves movies about poor people. is a racist but spends her vacation ...
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