It's not the red of the dying sun

Have you ever experienced a somewhat pounding headache paired with dizziness? Well, that is what I experience right now; it feels like my tonge's being explored with a razor, kind of. Anyways, these are my really springy/springish collages, enjoy. I love the color ruby, red, wine! These are supposed to be a fairly seductive, expressive shades of a color, yet I feel utter tranqulity whenever I take a quick glance. Joys! Plans for the rest of the day: watch The Royal Tenenbaums and answer a few e-mails, plus read another 60 pages from the book I have been currently reading. Photos are from tumblr: 1. unknown 2. Gucci campaign shot by Petra Collins 2018. Background templates: 1. Francoise Gilot - Magic Mountain 2. Joshua Yeldham - Water Lilies. Title and song-inspo for this post: Die Stadt liegt unter Nebel Ich bin auf meinem Berg In meinem schwarzen Garten zwischen Himmeln eingeklemmt in der Enklave meiner Wahl in der ich mich versteck in Nagorny Karabach. (lyrics from Nagorny Karabach by Einstürzende Neubauten; extract) Meine liebe Freunde, es ist mein erstes Blog-post auf Deutsch, deshalb bin ich sehr hastig. Aber ich muss jeden Tag ein neues Blog-post schreiben, damit kann meine Sprachkentniss schnell entwickeln (meistenteils). 

ou va le monde

hej, my head is about to explode in any minute, so i guess there is really nothing left to lose!
aesthetics of the month: cold, grey, concrete interiors, filtered lights: the aesthetics of censorhip (how fascinating is that!) there is some kind of beautiful brutality in deleting or hiding certain parts of certain objects, ideas, people; a really absolutistic act, absolute power over something. no protection. blur my limbs or mute my mouth and i will be an additional item, a fragment, my wholeness escapes for a minute.

ich habe viel zu tun

3 of the movies that I am currently watching (or planning to do) or am excited about their upcoming release.
1.Dogville (dir. by L. von Trier, 2003)
2.The Square (dir. by R. Östlund, 2017)
3.The house that Jack built (dir. by L. von Trier, unreleased)
photos via imdb and tumblr

you like your girls insane

Isn't it peculiar that no matter how many times you start over, you end up in the same place you were at the beginning? This is me, a metaphor. An arrow, to be more precise, which is like the eleata one: it stays in the same position all the time, making no progress whatsoever. It makes absolutely no movement, it stays intact and static. No flow, no forward or onward movement toward any destination; this is me. I crave change so bad, it drives me crazy, eats me up (alive), etc etc, same old (not so radical) clichés and banalities.
ps. I love drawing. You may already know this fact about me. You may not. The world is an eerie place, you little bird. Somebody thundered the bell/ it has a rich, raw sound/ a bird is ascending/ a horse neighs like a woman's shriek/ azure fire and cobalt blaze of the winter noon/ a cuboid is bleeding.
photo:mine

november vibes

an eyeball to digest

Kenzo Tange and the Japanese metabolism. 
(I've figured out I am nuts for modern-postmodern architecture, especially Kurokawa*'s and Kenzo's metabolical buildings and designs, and for the so-called 'béton brut' "movement" as well, as mainly seen at Le Corbusier - and at a few Russian constructivists, too).
Other things worth to mention: my brain is foggy and slow beyond bearable, thinking and making up contructions and thoughts per usual is a real tiresome act. I am in a desperate need to somehow boost my energy levels.
*the Takara Beautilion is out of this realm!

1st photo is Kenzo Tange in front of his Plan for Tokyo in 1960
2nd photo is Renewal of Tsukiji District. Kenzo Tange, 1963
photos via architectural moleskine blogspot