Day 0331

Watched some art documentaries and felt emboldened to get out my paints and learn to paint. I will paint more from now on. I don't want a muddy mess, I want to learn and inprove, and to do that I need to fail, repeatedly.

Looked at old photos, skimmed through my old audiobook library, realised how few things that I have read, seen and done I remember. Lately I've forgotten the names of Velazquez, Heironymous Bosch, forgotten that I went to Hungary, forgotten that I had in fact watched one of the art documentaries I saw today before. So much discarded, life is not an onward march up an ever-accumulating pile of knowledge and experiences, it's an uneven slip downwards towards an increasingly featureless landscape.

Quite looking forward to more mooching, loafing, slow living.