Fri 11 Apr 2008
This blog is going to be dead very soon. I’m sick of my stupid love affairs. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy all of it, I’m just bored of blogging about it. I mean, I’ve been doing it for 7 years now, and I just want to do something else. When I got into art school, all my work revolved around sex. But I’m sick of that too (not sex, making work about sex). It’s out of my system now, and it’s really not with I want to do with the rest of my life. The last couple of weeks haven’t been so good to me. Mostly it was dealing with myself and my attitude towards sex. I mean, it’s great fun and all, but not everyone is like that. There are jealousies to be had, and other people have their own morality which you have to contend with when you have some kind of affair with them. This has only occurred to me here. I really, really, really want to just say fuck it all and start working properly again. This is all very distracting.And if anyone gives a shit about what’s going on in my life right now, things are working nicely here with the current paramour. We went to Vienna with a friend. It was really good. He’s actually quite a sweetheart and one of the few people I meet and think, “this is someone that’s really going somewhere”. I’m both impressed and intrigued. I feel fine now, in fact, I feel slightly bad that I said and did some things I wish I didn’t. I had the license to, I believe, I was hurt for a good reason. And I don’t feel sorry or apolegetic, but I feel bad. Which just makes it all very confusing for me. So I think my life is a bit complicated now and it’s one of those moments you stick in an unwind protect and just say fuck this shit.



