Can't sleep. Don't want to sleep. I have just been walking through the neighborhood for an hour. The city is beautiful at night. Like a naked body. It is possible to see both all the scars and all the beauty it contains. But I do find the darkened windows in the walls of the buildings to be rather unnerving.

At night the city flashes bright with advertisements and traffic lights. For a while I thought that advertisements said a lot about society, about how we think. But the truth is, I later realised, that advertisements are what the advertiser believes that we think. It is merely a caricature of us as a whole, drawn by a select few. This is quite a comforting thought.

The best part of the city as night is the thousands of sounds that the silence contains. At day these are obscured by different things, mainly traffic. But at night, even the smallest sound can be heard in it's entirety. There are many sounds, it is a very beautiful soundscape. Occasionally a single vehicle of some sort drives by, and this one isolated sound of a single car is marvelous.

Why do we draw? There are numerous individual and more or less specific reasons for this. As the most central reason, I believe, is the way in which humans understand and compute what we see and feel, what we experience. We "dissect" in order to understand. Things are cut into smaller pieces and put back together, in order to understand how different phenomenons are interconnected. When I draw, I study the world. I study the visual representation I experience and I experiment with how the visual provokes and fuses with the emotional world. Unlike many people here, I don't understand most photography art. Images of naked human bodies say little to me. This is because to me, a naked body is only a phenomenon in it's rawest form. Like watching an object move, without knowing the physics behind it. To me, art is the physics. But unlike the exact science, it is personal. This is what fascinates me, since you can watch, read and experience a different persons feelings towards the phenomenon. I like cubism for this, in particular the early and very analytic cubism, in which shapes are cut down into geometric forms. This thrills me to no end. The world is nothing without the human mind, we are the ones that see beauty, since beauty is not universal, it is in the eyes of the beholder, it is created within the human mind. We are the ones that make up formulas to explain the physics behind the world and we are the ones that create art. All the strong emotions that can lie in relation to certain things, none of them are natural parts of the object, but are spawned away from the object. It is these emotions that I am preoccupied with.

I believe that drawings happen as an important part of these thoughts. They could be considered notes, calculations, and thus are between the object and the mind, but say something very crucial about both. Though this may sound odd, with regards to the utter crap that I am uploading here (Which isn't really representing what I normally draw). But I haven't made anything that didn't have anything to do with perception of reality in some way. But I was never very interested in my own drawings. I find it much more interesting to watch other people and their art, even the silliest of stickfigures to the most complicated painting. Of course they don't all work equally well for me, but I try to approach them with an open mind, which usually is a very giving experience.