University Campus Suffolk

London and today. Spent the weekend in London to get away from my project, to be a viewer instead of an artist, as my art is controlling my moods, and the constant repeating and amplification of my stored memories, fuelling my work take their toll in tormenting me. It was a failure, the weekend did not release me, as the images I have in my head I can not remove, they are a constant screening of what I have seen, and the only time I feel at rest is through the completion of a work, for a brief second, and then they play again. I feel cursed for my premonition for future work I haven’t created and a thirst I can not quench.