Recently I've been rearranging my life to mixed results, I was trying to go back to art, I've been drawing more frequently as part of my job but recently I saw this beautiful video and my hopes died down... as if everything I wanted to do, say and portray was already there. I've been locked in my room punching the mirror for days. I dunno if I'll ever be an artist, I know that for sure I won't create anything new or innovative. It seems like my cards are on the table and in someone else's hand at the same time... Art is my biggest enemy again. Or maybe I'm my own enemy and art is an ally that left me behind... as usual.