This composition is intentionally poor and ugly. I use an old piece of wood and the pieces of an old keyboard. The solitude of this plain composition underline the unconfortable sense that we feel when we lose our selfcontrol.
Clean Up After Your Self.
Always Mean What You Say.
Variety is the Spice of Life.
Everything in life sings and cries.
Change secretes change.
Surprise by breaking the rules!
Thinking life will be better in the future is stupid. I have to live now.
CHANGING THE WAY YOU LOOK AT THE WORLD IS LIBERATING.
Such is Life.
but we keep believing anyway…