The Last Judgment
29.10.2022
The holidays have started today and I'm still worried. I always feel anxious when I don't talk to anyone during the day, and especially when I'm alone. I used to say that I had learned to exist with myself, and that was really the case this summer but the events of the past are eating me up.
19.04.2023
I know why this is happening. As soon as my life gets a little more boring than my fantasies, I get scared, because then I might find myself in another world again. Although it's quite comfortable there, otherwise I wouldn't have dived there so often. But daydreaming is like a drug that's easy to get hooked on, and you can't get out of the swamp you jumped into without help. All that remains is not to move and slowly sink, with the fear of death and the hope that someone will give you a stick of help. If there are no former drug addicts, are there any former dreamers?
Isn't it stupid to be disappointed in the future that you've imagined for yourself, when you can get up and create a new one?
28.01.2024
And now I'm sleeping again, so I don't have to do anything. I'm lying down because I can't get up. My head is in a mess, and the only thing I feel is that I can't stay alone. When I'm alone, I'm not capable of anything.
Material: acrylic on canvas
Size: 75 × 100 × 2 cm
Finished: 12.23
Not available
The holidays have started today and I'm still worried. I always feel anxious when I don't talk to anyone during the day, and especially when I'm alone. I used to say that I had learned to exist with myself, and that was really the case this summer but the events of the past are eating me up.
19.04.2023
I know why this is happening. As soon as my life gets a little more boring than my fantasies, I get scared, because then I might find myself in another world again. Although it's quite comfortable there, otherwise I wouldn't have dived there so often. But daydreaming is like a drug that's easy to get hooked on, and you can't get out of the swamp you jumped into without help. All that remains is not to move and slowly sink, with the fear of death and the hope that someone will give you a stick of help. If there are no former drug addicts, are there any former dreamers?
Isn't it stupid to be disappointed in the future that you've imagined for yourself, when you can get up and create a new one?
28.01.2024
And now I'm sleeping again, so I don't have to do anything. I'm lying down because I can't get up. My head is in a mess, and the only thing I feel is that I can't stay alone. When I'm alone, I'm not capable of anything.
Material: acrylic on canvas
Size: 75 × 100 × 2 cm
Finished: 12.23
Not available
