I always love to see what people shop for when they go food shopping in different cities and countries. This is pretty much my standard food shopping spree contents. It contains sushi, sashimi, tobiko which I will combine with the quail eggs, a mozzarella cheese (which I will combine with tomatoes, not pictures), camembert cheese which is good together with the cured ham and crackers, and a tiny roast beef salad for good measure. I would love to see other peoples shopping baskets.

(Happy Easter!)

Inspiration is low. Work ethic is at an all time low. Holding the pen in my hand feels foreign, and I shake these days. I have hardly produced anything for the past couple of months. I have to remember that I have to make stuff, because I get sad if I don’t. I do not have an end goal, I just know I have to make things for me. Showing them off online is an added bonus, sure, but that is not why I have to make stuff.

I have a hard time explaining this feeling of control to people who do not experience the same discontent when not making stuff. I feel in control and on top of my life when I make stuff. It doesn’t have to be pretty, and it doesn’t have to be useful. if it is, it is always a bonus as well, though.

I hate writing about art / illustration / photo / creativity, because I feel it makes me seem self-righteous and full of myself. I don’t know how I can write about creativity and creating stuff without sounding pompous.