So far and so far and so far...
every single thing seems so.. unimportant.. tiny..
Attention, this will be a kinda long and boring journal entry.
Once upon a time, I met a man, he told me; 'simplicity is everything'.
From that moment 10 years have pass.
I was 11.
Tomorrow at 11/09, at 9.15am I will be 21.
Exactly 10 years!! Yoohoo!
Back to the subject!
Most people use to review their life when a new year comes.
I've been to Greece and I've been to China.
In both countries, in different months, despite where or when, people always review their life.
Time zone doesn't matter. Land doesn't matter.
It happens. Always.
I tend to review my life the week before my birthday.
Actually, that year gap between my birthdays.
And that's what I did.
And no, this will not be a personal journal entry.
Back to simplicity please!
For weeks and months I was screaming; 'Vanity is Perfection!' and I was asking everyone for his or her opinion.
Most of them tried to prove me wrong.
DeviantArt is a community.
Tits, pussies, cocks are everywhere.
If something sells, it'll be produced. The first lesson I had in this faculty I'm currently in was Microeconomics. It was the professor's first words.
If something is produced and sells, people will follow this lead.
Among this 'trend', which is totally understandabled and not questionabled, some people still stand.
Beautiful artists and writers.
I wish I had a subscription only to feature their work. Their words, their poems, their photographs, their art.
Somewhere among them it's my self.
I like retro or untouch photographs. The way of my writing is weird and sometimes it seems so
vhaine or stupid.
Sadly or not, this provides my food.
Despite the years I was a ghost-writer for others.
I'm not leaving dA.
But I have to say goodbye!
It's against deviantArt's policy to name the website but some people, may know it.
It's simple, it's shinny and everything is hidden!
One of my latest projects was about CVs and how and why a whole 50% of each CV is full of lies or halve truths.
People build their lives on lies.
Or false truths.
Or they represent their selves like the best CV.
Until you look behind it and see that this CV it's actually made of fragments.
Usually worthless fragments.
Copy cats and copied arts.
dA reminds me of this project.
I don't mind seeing the same subject in 50 different photographs.
I certainly don't!
Every photograph is a unique piece most of the times.
I don't mind reading for the same subject in 50 different ways.
I certainly don't!
Every piece of writing is different most of the times.
But I grew tired.
Behind those photographs, behind those words, behind this art there are little fragments of PR.
Yes, I've done it. Until a point, then I was tired and it was too time consuming.
I never gave feedback in order to demand feedback on my own pieces.
And it rarely came.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a poser.
I appreciate every single comment, note or favorite.
And countless times I thanked each of you for supporting me and showing me ways to get better.
That's not about the non-received-feedback.
Back to the second paragraph!
dA is made of drama nowadays.
And that last year dA gave me a lot of drama.
Both in personal level and non-personal.
I'm not into catfights.
If I want one, I can watch my own kitties fighting my neighboor's kitties.
So.. I have enough drama in my life!!!
A hell lot!
If you miss some, you can borrow mine!
Eitherway I'm out of here!
My deviations will stay, well.. some of them anyways, you'll stay and I'll be there commenting and giving away stars just a bit.. more silently.
Il silencio!
If someone is interested, check my blog. There's a really shinny and cute banner informing you for my new hole!
[shit.. that sounded strange..]Please excuse my english, I just gave my last exam, for this exams' period, Business Italian, so half of what I wrote it was in italian in my mind D:
Parlo pio un' italiano!
Take care everyone,
-N.
Why fix it if it's not broken?
Sarcastic
Passionate
-N.
Euphoric
Love Dazed
Horny
