You're right, yes. Sorry!
Three journal entries by moi in less than a year, 2 months, 3 weeks and 4 days...
Any connection between this and the apocalypse falling on our heads is merely coincidental and purely unintentional.
Now, would you please call the militia or some superhero in strange stockings?
I was tagged again.
This time by ~LADESIGNER
(Can't trust neighbours these days, heh!)
Big hug Luisa. I had to accept this ahah. Thank you, my friend.
Welcome to my weird head, have a weird sit and enjoy your weird stay.
Paula in Weirdland presents:
WHAT MAKES ME A VERY FINE SPECIMEN OF THE WEIRDO
So, in this kind of emotional self inflicted torture and mental self abuse of my frantic neurons, I will inflict my ridiculous selfanalisys on you by making public 6 weird facts about my weird self.
Starting by the meaning of the word "weird", me and Mr. Dictionary of Contemporary English we decided that it is a synonym for "unusual, very strange, rare".
In this context, and taking my pets as a basis for comparison, excluding the possible two aspects that could not fit into the "weird" category, I had trouble making a selection here. The whole process took me almost 15 long coffee cups. Exactly before finishing the 15th I decided to use wide topics to make it easier for moi and resume them drastically to save your time and patience. 1- Shoes
Since I was a child, I take my shoes off to draw or paint.
Thanks to my mum, who was very observative and noticed it, I've been aware of this fact since I was 6.
I don't know why I tend to do this. It's a preference or a habit as many others, I guess. Although it surely deprived me of experimenting real freedom moments at public school through the years.2 - Space for space
I've always been a "minimalism freak".
I'm an industrial/equipment designer and this may sound weird to some of you (possibly maybe) but I don't like many objects around me. This includes furniture, for instances.
Lets take my house as an example. More than 90% of the whole area has nothing else than air, particles of dust and lots of smoke, among a variety of invisible particles. I select criteriously my furniture, most of it was designed by me (and Mr. Corbusier is always welcome) and I have the less I can. So free area=95%, occupied area= 4%, variable area=1% (me, inside or outside the house, more or less mentaly active. heh! I joke).
I do love space and I hope my friends like the echo as much as me, during our conversations.3 - Colours/Colors
I suppose I'm weird in this matter.
I've a thing for the no-colours and specially for the extremities of the grayscale. I usually wear black and white. Correction: I only use black and/or white. Can't even say I'm neutral, because this has been a long time institution and a true natural preference in what relates to clothes and other despicable stuff.
On the other hand, I'm absolutely fascinated by colours. In my paintings, most of the times I'm affraid to use them. This, I believe, is related to a great respect I have for colours and for being aware of their power. When I use them, normally it's very very intentional. Colours cause a strong impact on us, don't they? It's amazing.4 - Food
Another long term habbit is this weird preference to eat food separatedly. I mean, to eat different things isolated.
For instances, I rarely eat meat but lets suppose there's some tasty tipical portuguese meal on the table including different kinds of meat, potatoes, rice, some green boiled vegetables and a cold salad. I would invariably start by eating all the salad, then the boiled vegetables, followed by the rice, the potatoes and finally the meat. All in a most instinctive impulse.
My mum used to say this attitude resambles a "hire purchase" and she tried hard to change it.
I know eating habbits can vary greatly from culture to culture, from country to country. Although, believe me, here in miscelaneousland it is considered weird enough. 5 - Music
I'm totally dependent on music. Nothing weird about this since my dogs like it too. Although I can listen to the same song 748748374832478932498475847 times without feeling dizzy and irreversible insane. This is quite strange I believe.
Most of my paintings, for instances, are made listening to the same composition over and over again. It is as if I changed it it would all go to hell and enter a totally strange and different ambiance. I remain in some sort of crazy trance over a particular song and it just let it flow until I "feel like".
When I'm not home?
Well, I take my mp3 player et voilá. Can't live without music. Seriously.
I've also a thing for guitars. Electric, classic guitars and (surprise surprise) the portuguese guitar which is an unique intrument with a very particular sound. My grandfather mastered it so I blame the genes for this cronical weirdness.6 - Boats
I've a passion for the sea and I couldn't stand being far away from the ocean. I would be assaulted by some sort of sea-deprivation syndrome It's more a kind of addition. One more.
More secrete though has been my long time dream to live on a boat.
Weird? I'm not sure but it seems there are not many people in Western countries living that way. So I thought it fits into the "weird" list.
I would love to live on a boat. That's a weird fact. And I'll try to make it possible some time in the future, many many euros from today.
Thank you very much for taking the time to read this weird stuff.
Now repeat after moi a 100 times:
"being weird is ok"
"being weird is ok"
"being weird is ok"
and we'll all feel better.
Avalanche of hugz!