viernes, 8 de junio de 2012

Homesick For Loneliness


And discovering the meaning of freedom, and I went wild, exploring every place I could go. I did this alone, with headphones, a notebook, and little else. The motion of the cars, the process of escaping, perpetually, the solitude: it became like a drug. Scribbling in my 99 cent composition book and the music in my headphones, a soundtrack to a real life movie of motion.























































































1 comentario:

  1. I enjoyed how you've captured the intricacies of movement in the city. It is sometimes a suffocating place, and yet you managed to rephrase its essence. Marvellous work, indeed.

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