imcaptainkirk wrote:
Unemployment is high. House prices/rent prices are high. Services for disabled people and education budgets are being cut. I can't see much hope for the future. I cut my face open with a razor knife, a chef's knife and a carpet knife and got took to hospital last week. I feel like doing more but in a more violent way. I know a homeless man who I often talk to who asked me to make a suicide pact with him, to help each other cut our wrists. I started paying someone to watch DVDs with me in my apartment. That felt quite good but I also felt it was like every other relationship; painful because it made me want intimacy so much and yet I know this person is just there to watch DVDs with me. I'm also going to paint a portrait of a woman tomorrow. I'm looking forward but I also feel all my actions are somewhat futile.
In an age of technology and mass unemployment it's hard to not feel redundant. To not feel like a clone. What I can do with a pencil and a paintbrush millions of other people do too and put on the internet. Millions more can do even better with digital cameras so lots of people don't care about paintings anyway. The only therapy that works is violence. If I hurt other people I feel bad about myself so I hope I'll continue to hurt myself instead.
Well
i care about painting.
(Says the guy with the Winsor Newton watercolor pallet tucked in his back pocket.)
What's your medium-of-choice? Got any art online?
Good luck with your portrait tomorrow.
I can sympathise better than most ppl can know.
In fact I'm in the very same boat painting a new paper of a woman i can't show anyone. I already KNOW mine is futile but it's too dam fun to stop.
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