My mouth is open but there's no sound

-If I keep looking at it, it get more awefull by the minute .. but at least it has a wonderfull meaning to it I guess.-

I started drawing again, and again and again haha, in good spirits but slowly starts but finally I'm getting some feeling in my fingers back. I am desperately looking for solution for my doll house concept nothing seems good enough and everything else is just bullshit in my eyes. I don't even know a good way to explain my concept, what a tragedy. Haha luckily my poor head is used to some drama..

We're not freaking out, we'll just sit back and reflect, REFLECT?!

Art is really the most rotten thing that exists, I puke art. I breath art and I bleed art .. I art we fart .. I think I'm going crazy .. Haha.

This is from Louise Bourgeois, I love her and I'm sure if she knew me she would love me too.