I scanned today’s page for my journal and converted it to text using OCR – Kind of a mess. But I really love the random shit I have no control over… it sort of says a bunch of things but maybe it’s messed up. I am going to post it as is. Just to make myself uncomfortable… maybe it will be meaningful for you… maybe it will inspire something new… it’s sort of a weird little poem… here you go… with a weird little drawing from my sketchbook.
December 23 2020 Started a Blog yesterday. for what ?
think you need to DO to figure out how
Because
you would do ..Do it . Can’t just plan and think
about stuff It’s in the act of DOING that y
it’s why I am maki
figure stuff out So . that
though i sort of hate the word bean
Art
I am makings
reall
it says nothin
to listen to . Look at in to resonate
to figure out why i am
and the crux of It
I’m to
has something to
crux of it for me
do with the exploration . and creation . of
Doing . Don’t really know why anyone should
yene S
care . because as far as i know
Everyone else
empty echoy drums filled with
is are
cliches and judgements
really think that . Just
Don’t know if
can’t really know anything but what’s here
head – and sometimes i have to question
