W H O
I am who I am, am I who I am?
Possibly your wacky, witty and always late friend (sorry).
Or a complete stranger, whose website you just stumbled upon, hi!
But most commonly known as Alex(andra).
I'm not going to blah-blah on about myself, instead I leave you with everything here on this very establishment of sorts and a simple fact that my favourite colour is lavender, if you didn't already notice.
However you will come to know that I am an avid playlist maker, aspiring naturalist, sometimes too idealistic and mostly a nostalgic sentimentalist.
All of the above could be a slight attempt at describing myself, and I could go on and on with many contradictions and probably false perceptions of and desired aspirations for myself.
I wish to consider myself undefinable, with some stagnant inner workings that live on despite my haste to unleash them. Although I know in a society stained with categories and humanity fuelled by what makes sense, this remains impossible. So I am who am I?
W H A T
All my spilling thoughts have come to rest here, or at least take a little lie down.
Some injected ink lines stolen from my scattered and tattered journals.
Hidden haikus waiting to be picked away at and put back in a new order.
Impulsive spurs to be felt, untouched and relocated.
A place where my mind speaks; uninterrupted but disrupted by life's voice.
Unfiltered intentions and naked noise.
Rambling strokes where my mind and fingers sink into each other, melting together making a sauce of silky drops and stolen licks.
Where words gain and lose meaning as fleeting as days gone by.
Finding myself along scribbled lines and drowning between their cryptic murmurs.
W H Y
For what it’s worth, this site is an attempt at expressing some portion of myself through flashed visuals and spiralling words.
A form of who I am via media, literature and whatever tickles my fancy. Some might say a delicate splatter of my inner juices, all blended up and poured into a big big big glass of confusion, inspiration, darkness, light and all those bits of crunchy tasty ageing.
Stay intrigued by the messy flow and haphazard motion.