theartofdyingalone asked: Damn dude, you write too much.
Yes…it´s because the lack of verbal expression in my daily life, in a faceless media it comes out as diarrhea…plus i don´t want to read more, right now.
“Underground” by Alex Andreev (via Writing space. | Condalmo.)
I´m very enthusiastic about, art and illustration. I hope of becoming a great one myself. Looking at all the awesome work out there its inspiring, maybe we should go out of our caves sometimes….But they´re so comfy, I´ll stay in mine a little more.
Isn´t it funny how word that should have meaned something, changed and became the flag of a new concept.
I feel really disappointed when, looking for sometheng related to the Bauhaus school of art and technics, I find myself with an astonishing ammount of post of the Music Band who took the name for themselves. Maybe I wouldn´t have been astonished if I had knew them, but now that i know them, I don´t want to hear them either.
For me the word Bauhaus is meaningfull in the way of arts and design. Maybe I will find it hard trying to fit that in the same space as a rock band. My apollogies to those who like the band, for many of you will ignore where the name should belong.
(Source: agirlcalledjonny)
N*Side
Tumblr, a blog, internet access and a bunch of strangers that unknown to me who gets to know what I like and how I think. A personality cult and hopefully food for the Ego. It is so magical how little comments can fill one´s pride or make it crumble.
I’ve never been a sociable person at all, people who know me agree that I am an old man in a younger body, it may be true. The fact is that my thoughts are peculiar, many people find it harshl, to another it seems tasteless.
Frankly I hope to meet people who agree with my way of seeing things, because they feed my spirit and I feed theirs. I also want to find people who dislike me, people who think that my way of seeing things is absurd, for they are what will make this a funny experience.
I begin this with medium enthusiasm, a bit of faith and hoping not to leave it as a project in the void, inert by the little satisfaction I may get.
My name is Marco, I like the pseudonym of Ulmo, but no one calls me that way.
In*tro
Tumblr, un blog, acceso a internet y que un montón de gente ajena se entere que hago, que me gusta y como pienso. Un culto a la persona y espero un alimento para el ego. Es tan mágico como pequeños comentarios pueden llenar el orgullo o hacerlo pedazos.
Nunca he sido una persona del todo sociable, la gente que me conoce concuerda que soy un viejo huraño en un cuerpo mas joven, quizá sea cierto. El hecho es que mi forma de pensar es peculiar, a mucha gente le parece nefasta, a otra le parece insípida.
Francamente espero conocer personas que estén de acuerdo con mi forma de pensar; pues ellos alimentaran mi espíritu y yo el de ellos. También deseo encontrar personas que me detesten, que piensen que mi modo de ver las cosas es absurdo; pues ellos son los que harán de esto una experiencia divertida.
Empiezo esto con realmente mediano entusiasmo, un poco de esperanza y esperando no dejarlo como un proyecto al vacío, inerte por la poca satisfacción que le pueda obtener.
Mi nombre es Marco, me gusta el seudónimo de Ulmo, pero hasta ahora nadie me llamá así.
