This is becoming increasingly predictable. Each and every summer, the creative bits of my brain go into hibernation or are knocked dumb by the warmth or something, and I have to spend the summer months in an artless coma. But then, usually sometime during august, and always immediately after I've caught the first faint smell of a tiny autumn growing in the distance, they just pop back up as if nothing had happened. And start working like maniacs. I obviously need some kind of autumnal atmosphere to create. It's so weird. I didn't know creative blocks could go seasonal. Maybe I should move further north












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... just possibly redemption lies in the lucid beauty of the absurd...
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jeg ble litt forelska i bloggen din, så dit kommer jeg nok tilbake
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jeg veeet. det er den fineste kombinasjonen.
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