Monday, 9 August 2010
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Sunday, 13 June 2010
Thursday, 3 June 2010
Optimism
Despite what you may have been told you are far from perfect. It would be a great pity for you to think this, if you think you are perfect, I pity you.
No sweet scent, a tantalising aroma propelled from a shimmering glass vessel can aid you in beguiling your truthful, hideous odour, that of self-obsession and existential inadequacy, I know this for I share the same odour, yet I do not silently consider myself a flawless manifestation of human life.
Never think a name embroidered onto your garments raises your seat in the social hierarchy, never think your ability to fell another, your occupation, your intuition or your appearance changes the fact you’re all helpless marionettes attached to the same withered, pale, yet all-dominating hand of hegemony.
You’re not free.
You’re not perfect.
You’re not special, significant, or going to change anything.
Stay in your own province of assorted woe with your other woeful kindred.
You may be an important part of their lives, if only because they have to depend on you for their mental prosperity or perhaps even the money you are destroying your soul for.
So crumble along with them and your unnecessary plethora of material possessions, your slow cookers, Parker pens and silver collection, for then you can return to the dust…for we’re all just dust waiting to settle.
No sweet scent, a tantalising aroma propelled from a shimmering glass vessel can aid you in beguiling your truthful, hideous odour, that of self-obsession and existential inadequacy, I know this for I share the same odour, yet I do not silently consider myself a flawless manifestation of human life.
Never think a name embroidered onto your garments raises your seat in the social hierarchy, never think your ability to fell another, your occupation, your intuition or your appearance changes the fact you’re all helpless marionettes attached to the same withered, pale, yet all-dominating hand of hegemony.
You’re not free.
You’re not perfect.
You’re not special, significant, or going to change anything.
Stay in your own province of assorted woe with your other woeful kindred.
You may be an important part of their lives, if only because they have to depend on you for their mental prosperity or perhaps even the money you are destroying your soul for.
So crumble along with them and your unnecessary plethora of material possessions, your slow cookers, Parker pens and silver collection, for then you can return to the dust…for we’re all just dust waiting to settle.
1984 Cinelli Supercorsa :: Explore 5/31/2010
Hanging out with boys is really starting to rub off on me.
Bike PERVE!
Bike PERVE!
Wednesday, 26 May 2010
Thursday, 20 May 2010
Wednesday, 19 May 2010
Sunday, 18 April 2010
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
FMP
Here are a few A1 sheets I've done for my Charity Shop project. I'm still not really sure where I'm going with it or what to do next. Please can you give me some opinions and guidance? :)
Saturday, 3 April 2010
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Sunday, 21 March 2010
Change is eminant.
Changed all my blogs and flickr around.
Flickr will now only be used for images I have taken or made, whilst my new tumblr will have images which I have found on the net. :)
http://missliv.tumblr.com
Flickr will now only be used for images I have taken or made, whilst my new tumblr will have images which I have found on the net. :)
http://missliv.tumblr.com
Monday, 15 March 2010
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Please fill this out for me! It's for my final major project.
Too the Charity Shop questionnaire!
I'm looking at the relationship between Charity Shops and society.
You will be an absolute star if you do fill this in for me!
Thank you!
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
Monday, 1 March 2010
Saturday, 20 February 2010
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
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