Clutter or no clutter?

Sometimes it feels like my head is cluttered. Sometimes this is good and other times it is bad clutter. Sometimes you have the need to tidy up and other times you love living in a little bit of a mess. The key is though that everything needs to come together in the end as a whole to have meaning. Even if the meaning is the cluttered. I think...

This image above was taken at a psychiatric hospital in Gauteng, South Africa. It reminds me of the clutter I was referring to above. At the same time though it somehow makes me see a 'mentally unstable' person who must be experiencing more clutter in his/ her mind?! Or maybe quite the opposite? Maybe the 'sane' humans are the confused ones? How would you know?

Thrown Together

Take photographs from the past, for example your ancestors and reinvent them. Not re-shooting them but working with them to create something new. What an inspiration. 

Writing and writing pages over pages every morning is the key but only referring to things you hear and learn does not justify this post. It needs to be personal. 

Here a thought on individualism.  

In today's world we are taught that being unique is a great thing and that it will take you far in life. Unfortunately there a certain guidelines that we follow that supposedly make us more unique if compared to others who coincidentally also follow those same suggestions. This of course is a hypocrisy in itself which I tried to address. By using lace consisting of a rose pattern and a real rose from a rose plant, I would like to demonstrate that being unique or an individual is not as easy but at the same time effortless. It is the idea that others might be able to see you or your problems more clearly than you do or can as you are occupied with understanding the chaos of stimuli coming together between your ears. Thus breaking out of the norm can be either confirmed or disregarded depending who looks at it, you or someone else. What I mean here is that I might see myself as unique and as an individual but you see quite the opposite and fit me neatly into a box. It is this grouping of people that contributes to the limits we encounter in regards to conquering the fear of life. This idea is a way to allow the thought of individualism and its possibility to grow out of a person, flowering like a rose to create a beautiful and unique being, which still belongs. 

Order

I find myself sitting in my study, and all around me are papers, books, notes, pens, paint brushes, magazines, cables, envelopes, rulers, and boxes with strange stuff in. They are not neatly tucked away, but are scattered all around, on my desk and on the floor, even the printer became a surface handy to place stuff on. Sometimes I find this mess, as some would call it, quite liberating because everything is accessible immediately. But days like today I just wish I had an hour or two to just clean everything. The funny part is that I theoretically have an hour but that time is already planned for something else. What I'm trying to say is that normally we look for opportunities like these to escape from the actual things we need to complete. I believe the word is procrastination. But I am now experiencing quite the opposite, so does that mean the stuff that I actually have to do in that hour today is a form of procrastination in the context of cleaning my study?

Today I'm going to create a photogram, and I'm quite curious how it will be. And what the final result will look like. Theme for today: Take the old and make it new.