i’m not (at all) too good with routines but i still have some romantic idea about organizing. i think i got it from a story about some architect commissioned to make a sketch and his deadline was more than a year away. so every day he would sit at his desk at 9 pm, put on this one song (alway the same) and then work for exactly an hour. the end result was of course great, as always in stories.
i don’t know why i find it so inspiring but i think it has to do with some kind of fascination of the perservation and commitment that it takes to be so structured. and i always want what i haven’t got, don’t we all?
first photo: mieke willems
second photo: some album cover, i don’t remember which
