It’s already five o’clock and I didn’t do anything yet. In one side I want to rest before “The storm” in other I know that only movement can stand me on foot. Everytime I need to imagine new “entertaints” for myself – I mean of course new types of drawing or photo, or other deals. Yesterday I waste two hours on horrible (on emotional level) fil – “Mulholland Drive” by Lynch and then at night I couldn’t asleep and heard different sounds I’ve never heard at night before and felt afraid. Even yesterday I calmed my nerves with french film. Today I was sorting out remained shelves with “Midnight in Paris” and then “To Rome with love”. That time I’ve sewed a case for brushes – I sew very bad as I didn’t do it long time. Again and again I must to presuade myself to live and create and do not transform into a cinephile. I’ve already taken a decision that I would work on diploma before the end of the end. I very determined. And I finished with my plain air too fast, I mean making photo and folding stack at a nook. Finally there’s nothing bad in my rest except emmobility. If I am able I would go on tennis more then twice a week.
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Hi, everyone. I'm an artist who currently studies film production design at Moscow. My basic interests are cinema, theatre, drama, literature and all visual arts like architecture, photography or painting. Here I write about my impressions on films, theatre and books and also I share my own works of painting and photography. To my opinion, it's magic how art concerns to the real social life and how this life constructs the new art and the new attitude to life. View all posts by violetv94