sábado, 23 de mayo de 2020

Work



Hello. My name is Ángela and I'm not a photographer. Or an artist. Or whatever people call me.

If I was a fruit salad, photography would be the watermelon.

Anyhow.

I've been drawing my work colleagues for a few weeks now. I'm not very happy with my drawing skills but I like doing it, and that's all that matters 99% of the time if you ask me.

Self portraits are more difficult than regular portraits. They are also more complete I think. When you portray someone you always leave something from you in the result. When you portray yourself the cycle wraps. Doesn't mean the result will be better, but it's more interesting. If we're talking about a honest portrait that is.

Hmm.

When I was a child and I first heard a teacher explaining the "scientific method" it felt obvious. I thought.. Is there any other way to do things?

Turns out there are. And I don't understand any of them. However, in my job that way is not only valid, but necessary.

If I was a fruit salad, my job would be the plate.

sábado, 9 de mayo de 2020

The new weird



The concept of a world crisis where people are getting fatter instead of starving, going for daily walks and watching Netflix more than ever has got me thinking.

I hope in the 24th century humans look back at this moment of history and see us as silly moaners, not brave heroes.

jueves, 30 de abril de 2020

domingo, 19 de abril de 2020

Patillas


El buen humor llega como el malo: de repente y sin motivo.

En ambos casos, desde dentro parece imposible que sea solo un estado, que se vaya a terminar ese punto de vista, el efecto de esa reacción química cerebral.

¿Cómo será la realidad? Nunca lo sabré.

domingo, 5 de abril de 2020

The normal state of things


It's kind of nice that (for once) every single person on the planet is experiencing the anxiety and loneliness that people with mental problems experience every day of their lives.

I wonder if, next time you see someone losing their shit the way you are all doing right now, you will still invalidate the way they feel by telling them they are being dramatic.

Because the truth is that "crazy" people are the ones that are panicking the least right now.

It takes years of practice :)

lunes, 16 de marzo de 2020

First kiss


It's taken me ages, but I finally feel complete when I'm on my own. I have emotional support, attention, fun, respect, laughter, hugs, good sex.

However, there are other things I can't have on my own.
Help sometimes when I feel like shit.
A nudge when I'm being stubborn.
Homemade food when I'm exhausted.
Interesting stories I haven't heard yet.
Whispers in my ear.
A ridiculously romantic first kiss.

So if you are not planning to give me any of those things, what reason do I have to invest time in you when I could be investing it in myself?

lunes, 9 de marzo de 2020

Muy hasta la polla


De los vecinos, del curro, de la gente, de los tíos, del móvil, de la gripe, de las noticias, de todo.

jueves, 5 de marzo de 2020

Fast junk


fast food = junk food
fast (food) = junk (food)
fast = junk

miércoles, 4 de marzo de 2020

This is not what I ordered


I thought he was a carrot, but he turned out to be just a dick.

martes, 25 de febrero de 2020

lunes, 24 de febrero de 2020

domingo, 16 de febrero de 2020

viernes, 24 de enero de 2020

lunes, 30 de diciembre de 2019

martes, 3 de diciembre de 2019

Love



I opened this window and wrote the title at the top.

Love

Such a big word, so big that frightens me. But love is a decision that I make.
The decision to feel the fear without letting it stop me from doing the things I want to do.
Like travelling alone
trusting someone I like
and being happy.