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'How to draw an obsession?' - I asked , my twin () sister.
'Hmm, that's good question' - she said.

Four months of holidays - that's too long. First week - and I cannot read anymore. Second - and I hate all movies in the world. Third - I want to destroy my computer.
Frustrating.

I was looking around youtube for something interesting, when I reminded about some songs of polish singer, Kasia Nosowska. Once upon a time I had her 'Milena' LP, and I thought that it would be nice to refresh it. Whole album is... disturbing? And there is a song, which is almost hypnotising.

'When you lost yourself I will find you again Even if you reach into a devil's hold And I recognize you I will recognize you Even if you turn into a centenarian gnome When your love cease I'll force her to live Again, again and from spite When you kill me I resurrect in three days Or in next life I'll gave you birth Behind you on your ways There are hundred of my spies I know your every single move'
(That's my poor translation, but I think, that I'd catched meaning of it)
I had a picture of this in my head - veela, mermaid or nixie... do not know really, what - fragile creature which fall in love, obssesive love with a man; dark cloud of her hair twisting his body... something like that.
But I couldn't draw it, unfortunately. I tried, but it was total crap!
(But maybe I will do it someday x])

Few days earlier I was listening some songs of Garbage. They are more agressive, more... malignant? But also about obsessions >.<
But I couldn't draw! Anything! >.>

Crisis has come with end of holidays. Others holidays, but not mine. Too much time to think about my future, about psychological rubbish...
I was so frustrated, that I kick up a row to my friend because of... nothing. I've been fed up with myself. That was enough. My observations had cumulated - all irritation at ' perfect world ' - health, beauty and sanity - pushed into our minds through adveristings. Irritation? Rather all my anger. This perfection is SICKNESS - it's like cancer. You know how works cancer cells? They aren't ready for die, still mutating and mutating. It's kind of law - if something do not pass, it become wrong.

I wanted to draw, to put all wrong emotions into this picture. I wanted to draw something, which would be beautiful and sick at the same time. A therapy?
Maybe it is overloaded, but every detail is one thing behind me. Maybe it is overcombinated (if this word doesn't exist, sorry, but I hope that you understand what I mean), but I REALLY NEEDED to do this like that.

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'How to draw an obsession?' - I asked , my twin () sister.
'Hmm, that's good question' - she said.

Four months of holidays - that's too long. First week - and I cannot read anymore. Second - and I hate all movies in the world. Third - I want to destroy my computer.
Frustrating.

I was looking around youtube for something interesting, when I reminded about some songs of polish singer, Kasia Nosowska. Once upon a time I had her 'Milena' LP, and I thought that it would be nice to refresh it. Whole album is... disturbing? And there is a song, which is almost hypnotising.

'When you lost yourself I will find you again Even if you reach into a devil's hold And I recognize you I will recognize you Even if you turn into a centenarian gnome When your love cease I'll force her to live Again, again and from spite When you kill me I resurrect in three days Or in next life I'll gave you birth Behind you on your ways There are hundred of my spies I know your every single move'
(That's my poor translation, but I think, that I'd catched meaning of it)
I had a picture of this in my head - veela, mermaid or nixie... do not know really, what - fragile creature which fall in love, obssesive love with a man; dark cloud of her hair twisting his body... something like that.
But I couldn't draw it, unfortunately. I tried, but it was total crap!
(But maybe I will do it someday x])

Few days earlier I was listening some songs of Garbage. They are more agressive, more... malignant? But also about obsessions >.<
But I couldn't draw! Anything! >.>

Crisis has come with end of holidays. Others holidays, but not mine. Too much time to think about my future, about psychological rubbish...
I was so frustrated, that I kick up a row to my friend because of... nothing. I've been fed up with myself. That was enough. My observations had cumulated - all irritation at ' perfect world ' - health, beauty and sanity - pushed into our minds through adveristings. Irritation? Rather all my anger. This perfection is SICKNESS - it's like cancer. You know how works cancer cells? They aren't ready for die, still mutating and mutating. It's kind of law - if something do not pass, it become wrong.

I wanted to draw, to put all wrong emotions into this picture. I wanted to draw something, which would be beautiful and sick at the same time. A therapy?
Maybe it is overloaded, but every detail is one thing behind me. Maybe it is overcombinated (if this word doesn't exist, sorry, but I hope that you understand what I mean), but I REALLY NEEDED to do this like that.