Today I spent my whole day cutting and sticking images from artists work into my sketchbook. There's something so therapeutic about this. Guillotine at the ready. iTunes on full blast.
A slightly less therapeutic thought is that I now have to fill the spaces i've created in between each photo with a load of blabber. As much as I love these artists, there comes a point where i'd much rather just talk to a person/camera about my love for their images. I therefore would skip the whole 'I actually cannot feel my wrist anymore' dilemma.
This looks more like a tweet than a blog post. But still, thought it was necessary.
mollie rose xx
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