Elvaston Place by Webb Yates Engineers
Inspired by ‘Staircase III’ by Do-Ho Suh, a recent installation at Tate Modern.
(Source: Elvaston Place)
People might ask me about what am I doing with my life actually… and the problem is, that I wouldn’t be able to give them a straight answer. It’s like, me floating in mid air, watching at the time as it passes by, thinking about the past and the future, while the present slips out of my hands… occasionally loosing myself in the stare of beautiful women, or in the reflection of hollowed wine bottles. An empty elevator going up and down in a crowded hostel. Drowning in my own foolishness, while releasing deep sighs over wasted time.
Shaking hands with people knowing that I probably won’t ever see any of them. Grabbing somebody’s arm every now and then for a slight second, but then letting them go. Not having any real enemies, or friends, just a bunch of faces who like me, or not. Having fascinating and crazy thoughts, but not really being able to express them… nothing is good or bad, it’s just like a big bucket of greenish, tepid water…
dirr bazdmeg angolul is írok
this picture is a lot funnier if you imagine this seal’s mouth is the black line between its whiskers instead of the one under them
Ja, hogy abból 1500 forint könyvtári tartozásra megy el.
I wonder if anyone ever looks at me while I’m doing something and thinks I’m pretty. Because I do that all the time to people.