Stricksogge

Since august I´m giving blogging a try.
After reading "D.I.Y." from Ellen Lupton I was acquired a taste of it. So I registered at Blogger (blogger.com). I couldn´t imagine that blogging and layouting a blog can be so easy. O.K. I have to admit that my blog doesn´t look that professional, but it answers my purpose.
I don´t like blogging as keeping a diary. My blog is all about creativity, how I like it: In every (crazy, strange) way. About artists I like.
I have to say that my blog is written in German, but there are also pictures and links to Englisch pages.

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I love this Barbie pictures I found especially the editorial designes with her in it.
I think it can be creative, too if you just imagine a whole "barbie world", with all the little details, like it´s your own dream land.

Barbie isn´t a bitch or a slud. It alway depends on how you want her to be. First an foremost she´s a toy, a puppet and only the people make her alive. So you make her a slud or you make her the nice girl from next door... or you make her how you ever wanted a best friend to be.
And hey, Barbie can´t help it that she´s good looking.

Hab kapiert wie er funktioniert... net schlecht...
bin mal so am rumsrapn

Sometimes I wish I were mental-ill ore something like that, because then I would know what´s wrong with me.
There are these dreams. First there were only a few but now... I wake up hoping that this dream will stop but they don´t!!
I don´t really think that the problem are the dreams. No, they aren´t. Everybody dreams, every night, the just don´t remember. But I remember. Evereynight. I remember the dreams of nearly every night and almost every dream is so sad that I wake up with tears in my eyes ore that my feelings towards other people has changed.
It´s not only remembering of something.
Sometimes the dreams remind me, sometimes they show, sometimes they take me to places I never wanted to see. They hurt people around me, but I want them to be safe.

But the terrible thing is: I can´t imagine life without these dreams anymore...

I just got PS some month ago and I have to say that I thought it would be easier to work with it and I had to notice that a good software doesn´t mean good pictures. I´ve got no good ideas for photos anymore. The last few pictures I loaded up were only tests and the very last one was only a work with stocks from other artists. I really think I´m not good enough for that kind of art and it´s interesting to make pictures with stocks and brushes from other artists but it isn´t what I really want to do.

The last days thought of my hobbies and what I really want to do. And if I want to do it, I want to do it well. And so I noticed that I neglected my hobbies I´ve done or I´ve wanted to do since I´m little.
Now I want to practice more for my Saxophone Band. I play the saxophone since I´m nine years old.
I want to try harder to draw better. I always liked to draw comics and comic figures, so why should I quit that? Just because I don´t find enough time? There are so many artists here and I can learn from then.
School time is back again and I tinkered with the idea of joining the theater group of our school.
And the n the final point: Writing. Since I can write there are these storys in my mind and have to write them down. You need a lot of time for this. It´s not that long ago that I finnished a story the first time.

Now I could say, that I could do all these things. I try, but I´m a very chaotic person and if there are too many hobbies there is a too big mess in my mind and I´m not able to do at least one of those things well.
Well I love my chaos, too, and I´m spontanous... or I try to be. So I will never ever make any time table for my hobbies... I´ve got a time table for school, thats enough