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"So it was always surprising to me to meet the Art Majors: fine arts, film, drama, architecture, etc. They seemed to live in each otherʼs pockets. They all seemed to work, eat, and sleep together. Lots of bonding going on. Lots of collaboration. Lots of incestuousness. Lots of speeches about the sanctity of their craft.

Well, a cartoon only needs one person to make it. Same with a piece of writing. No Big Group Hug required. So all this sex-fueled socialism was rather alien to me, even if parts of it seemed very appealing."

By Hugh Macleod, in How To Be Creative

Name your price

and you'll become replaceable.

Carta de motivação

O que é que me motiva?

Motiva-me partilhar o que tem relevância, o inovador, a reconstrução, a adaptação, o concílio entre passado e presente, géneros e personalidades. Motiva-me acreditar que posso tomar parte num movimento autêntico. Motivam-me as ideias mais ou menos absurdas, intelectuais ou carregadas de emoção. Motivam-me a música, o cinema, a literatura e as artes gráficas.

E tudo o que me motiva é subjectivo. Mas é assim que se pode ser adulto e continuar a brincar sem limites.

Ouço:

"Já estava à espera que isso acontecesse."

Pois.

O problema é que esperamos demais.

Neurons donated

Either I'm too smart or too dumb for this world. And it's easier to dumb it down.

KiN Mode ON

"Woman of the World

When she was just a girl
She became a woman of the world
Soon there wasn't room enough for her
In between the bosoms of her family
She popped the cork, got on the Greyhound to New York
Small-talked her way round just the sort
Of playboys' playground she'd once dreamed about

Maybe I love her, but I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world

She's a fake!—sure, but she's a real fake
On the make!—making up for lost time
Just you wait!—hey, give the girl a break
And a fifty dollar bill will see to that
Heh, that ain't enough to feed the cat
Serve up the rats and super rats
Well they just get fatter while she fades away

Maybe I love her, but I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
Maybe I hate her, 'cause I didn't create her
It's human nature, girl
Maybe I'll suffer, just to be her lover
Just to be part of her world
Maybe I need her, because I want to be her baby, can I be your girl?
Maybe I'll kill her, just trying to thrill her if she don't kill me first

We're making eye-contact
Oh those hypnotic eyes attract
Such philanthropic flies—that's that.
You cannot stop it, so why the devil do you try?"

by The Divine Comedy

Simple as life (isn't)

I was dreaming about waking up. I woke up. It's the only way your dreams come true without any effort whatsoever.

End of the week

Start having fun

Music

is the only thing really really really really worth it.