These days I feel like painting things just ordinary . I want to draw “atmosphere of things.” I'm attracted to work in which the atmosphere tells its own tale. I wonder that is because I've been mature, or just my mood…
Anyway feeling like this is new to me, and I enjoy this mood.
I like songs for farewell. Feel that there're a lot of masterpieces in songs about it. Farewell to sweetheart and friends. Separating or parting. Many songs for farewell send me. And at the same time I feel like the music set creativity within me working. I find myself in a spirit in which I dive into the depth of my heart.
It's sure that there's creativity derives from loneliness or solitariness.
Came across a movie on TV midnight. I had no information about the movie. Taking a vacant glance at the screen for a while, I found it was so exciting. That kind of encounter might be the best for me, I thought. I have never heard its title and plot. So to speak, it's a condition of zero-information. It's unexpectedly difficult to see a movie with a flat mind, ……but it's one of my ideal.
By chance, or fortuitously coming across an exciting thing. That's a way to enjoy things just like pleasure of travel.