Word vomit and other such things.

I got asked today why I dressed so nicely just to go to class, my sarcastic self just said:

"Because it was clean." 

This is only partly true, yes my clothes are clean, but so are my pajamas, my ripped jeans, everything. I understand that in this world how we appear is more important that who we are sometimes. I realized at a young age that more people would help me, appreciate me if only I looked the part. From a three year-old playing "tea party" to the woman I have become I noticed that just by adding fresh lipstick and looking professional from your smile to your heels gets you into the places you want to go. That is not to say that hard work isn't necessary... but it is only part.  I am writing this because I need you to understand where I am coming from, where I have been and what I have become to fully comprehend what I am about to tell you. This facade, the mask we put on every morning is just something to hide behind, while the real mastermind is at play, beyond the curtains of your smile. 

Inspirations and other things:

Secret Garden n. 9, Giacomo Costa

So, inspired by Giacomo Costa's series 'Secret Gardens', I decided to make my own gardens. The landscapes that I want to create come from myself, my fears, my hopes, my secrets, my aspirations for myself and for humanity. I want to unravel my mastermind and tear apart my worries. I only hope to show the world the landscape of my psychology. I want to show what is behind curtain number one. I want to reveal what has been hidden behind this mask for so long. I am just a girl, waiting for something bigger to sweep me away.