March 31, 2016
There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.
October 24, 2015
“Straight” In May 2008, 90,000 people were killed when an earthquake hit the Sichuan province of south-western China. When the authorities refused to make public the identities of the dead, Ai created an online memorial. His blog was shut down by the government but his art was harder to make disappear. Assembled from the steel rebar which was all that remained of millions of edifices, “Straight” is both a homage to those who died and a mute accusation of corrupt officials who compromised building standards to line their pockets.
Coloured Vases (2006)
‘Tree’ (2009) in the courtyard of the Royal Academy
That was one of the most emotional exhibition’s I’ve ever been to, so surreal it requires no intervention.
Brilliant work that simultaneously documents an act of state brutality in a spirit of defiant freedom, a work that unleashes the political power of art. Ai Weiwei runs at the Royal Academy until 13 December.
October 24, 2015
August 15, 2014
December 26, 2012
I close my eyes and see all the puzzle pieces floating around in my mind. I hear them and watch them click in place and that’s when they finally become clearer to me. I see how nobody can save any one person, but also, how everybody needs someone. I see how shutting yourself up in a tiny compartment can suffocate you. I see how bottling everything up and stuffing it down can weigh you down. I see how sometimes you need complete darkness to see things you couldn’t or didn’t want to see before. I realize that sometimes what’s real isn’t pretty, but what’s pretty isn’t always real.
Many people say they’re empty. But i’m too full. Full of memories, fears, hope, love and anger. I have too much inside myself. I have a heart that’s getting too heavy to carry around.
I feel so much I can’t have peace.