Lyssa Misses Me
Yep, last night I called Lyssa up after she talked to about three people before me. Conversation was lacking and brief at first, as we didn’t talk that much to each other. We started talking soon after.
Lyssa told me how it’s been a day and she already misses me. We kept talking for about an hour into the night. We agreed that we would see each other on Sunday. I didn’t want to see her today. Friday I might be with Ralf and Saturday night she is going out so it has to be Sunday.
Lyssa was sad at first to hear that I wanted so many days apart, but she got used to it. There are times in the day when it gets lonely for me too, but Lyssa told me that I’m stronger than she is. Hopefully though, we will be able to stay together until the end of the year.
Rose Artwork Photography
This morning I woke up around 10:30am with the thought of taking pictures of the rose. Looking at it last night I noticed it was dead enough. The red rose had turned almost black and the leaves had hardened without moisture.
This morning I mounted it on top of a box with white paper under it. Last night I made a cocktail of fake blood by mixing tomato sauce with strawberry milkshake, salt and water. It stunk, as I brought it downstairs to settle for the night.
I took two pictures, not realizing that I hadn’t used sauce yet. Kicking myself I took a picture inside with a small amount of blood on the leaves. Taking my work outside to direct sunlight hidden by rain clouds and making it a great light to work with, I took two more pictures, each time brushing more fake blood onto the leaves, stem and bud of the rose.
There was a pool of blood coming from the end of the rose, as if it had dried out and bled in the progress. I shriveled most of the leaves and then crunched them up. On the stem of the leaves (in the middle of the leaves) I placed blood running up to the tips and then dripping off. There was a thorn broken onto the ground and bleeding also, which would look cool. All of them were overhead shots. I can’t wait until I get the negatives.
I will scan all my photos at Shawn’s house, save them onto disk and then bring them to my house and muck around with them. I’ll probably have to ZIP the files to fit them onto my disks, as I don’t have a modem to transfer them to my house. I might also contact Ralf today and see what day in the weekend he wants to come over and help me out, if he even will.
There you see, bits and pieces of this project are getting done all over the place. In the end, like a puzzle, I will place them in the right order and a masterpiece will be created.
Lyssa Will Be Busy
Lyssa just gave me a call then from the City and told me politely that she won’t be home until late tonight. She’s meeting up with Constantine, Nikita and Velda. They are all going shopping and then to have something to eat in the City. That’s fine by me I say, as I can devote some time into making this song of mine.
This also gives me an opportunity to give Jewell a call later tonight, since I promised I’d call her again because she had to leave early. I might give her a call after I’ve done this diary entry.
I almost have to go now. The music is playing and I feel like calling someone or getting out of the house. Be back soon.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
