RiaArt

Now I care for two persons in family and everything seems to be wrong. Family goes a strange way. Mistakes. Words. Crime and punishment. In a way. And it really hurts. Deep insight. I want to scream. I want to wake up. Just get rid of this nightmare throbbing in my vains. In my heart. In my mind. Under my skin. No energy for university. No energy for freetime. No energy for energy. People. Always passing by. Without MY head. Without MY worries. And I want to love. I do. But is it enough? Is it just egoism? Or is it a meaning? I know what is right. I know what is wrong. Some parts of my family do not. But they think they do. And there is th

A new post. A new time. A new person (almost). This semester is really busy because I have chosen much more courses as I took in the last semesters. I am full-filled with doubts in regard to my future and actually I want to do art. As much as never before! Now I work on project about remembering and disremembering; and LF, the lecturer is very engaged. At the beginnig -to be honest - I thought I would know much more about the topic than the other students. Because of my own experiences but also the ones other person told me. It is a good thing that I was at fault. So I read a lot by Eric Kandel, Aleida Assmann, Maurice Halbwachs. Quite good

One day off and a small piece of time to write a new journal... After years!!! This days I'm studying at Alma Mater Erfordensis and I felt very comfortable up to that moment yesterday. It have shown me nothing's like it seems... Have to take counsel with one's pillow! Read you very soon, I promiss. XOXO