Apparently Hull only have Cream phone boxes and no Red ones. There's a Red one in someones front garden by where I live. Thoughts of larceny have grown inside my head mainly due to fascination of how the unlawful act would be committed.
Last weekend was about animating 3D spheres, producing racket and being with myself. 3D didn't go as initially intended but salvaging things and making them beautiful seems to be what I'm about at the minute. Got compared to Baloo from Jungle Book while exhibiting experimental noise to one of my harsher critics, and being with myself only created more thoughts and queries of unimportant nonsense about life and my attempt at finding creativity in pointless shit.
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