Bugs

Rain. Festival speculations. Planning for future awesomeness.

Drops of eternity

Last year was tough and Im more than glad its over. 

One thing that it led me to do was to refelect a great deal over my life. 

I learned once again that life s fragile like hell and you can never take anything for granted.

Its been been a journey inside my head and it lead me to get more driven and focused on my goals. 

This year is going to be epic, I can feel it in my toes.

stuff

So Christmas came and went like a whirlwind.

Went to the capital, chainsmoked with my grandmother, ate brussel sprouts, drank some quanteties of beer and had a long walk in the forest.

Dandy

 

Stockholm. Moth. Alienthing. Another goat. Kroki drawing. Not in chronological order.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unfinnished doodles

Had a epiphany the other day that I should start drawing more motives that I would actually like to tatttoo. Dont know why I havent had that realisation earlier but  I guess Im just a little bit too obsessed sketching my crooked, swirley faces somtimes.

Christmas is also creepng up and it acually feels quite alright. considering Ill get to meet my sister whom I havent met since she moved to England a couple of months ago.

Also cut down my smoking to about one ciggarette a day. Which I of course compensate with smoking like a chimney when its beer involved. But its a start.

Tried to tattoo a portrait kind of a thing of Emma Goldman. Not 100 procent happy with the outcome but it was fun fooling around with dots.

OverNout

December

scientist have discovered that 80 procent of everything we say is unimportant

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Gurgeling froths of insanity.