So one morning i got up really early to assist on a photoshoot. I was at the bus stop for 2pm lol, i joke, i joke …yeah around 8am, but still early for a sunday, and there was this guy. Blowing bubbles. He’s a local shop keeper. I asked him what he was doing and he said it would be nice for the children on the way to church to see.
Its dawning on me month by month that i can no longer live as carefree as i once did. Responsibility is tapping at it’s watch and letting me know we’ll have to start hanging out more often. I know there are obvious advantages of living a responsible structured life, but in the same breath I feel i’m not 100% ready to commit to anything at the moment. I’ve just been offered a job which is dope, but i’m realising its going to retard the chances of me doing creative things during the day/generally, and possibly extinguish the desire to be creative, as I’ve seen in so many people around me.
But i’ll just have to wait and see. Fuck it. I’ve got a big delivery of film I just got processed coming in the morning, so for now, new work is definately on the way.