BEKA a Mr Kev

Me, now.

Everytime I try to write, I get to this bubble, where I fell like centre of everything. It's this place in my head where only I exist and nobody should try to reach me, 'cause I can be easily annoyed in this state.

I've seen a face of a girl in the best lighting ever and started to think about lines and shadows like this. Reminds me of Metropolis somehow.

pusa sem, pusa tam, kdopak by se vlka bál. 

The Helping Hand/The Marauding Hand

I don't know.

Mosquitoes love me so much. It's end of the summer and I feel like this count Dracula under their attack. Oh my. 

I've been thinking about what animal I would be and at first I thought I would be a cat. They like to sleep, like to eat. But then I thought about my laziness and I found out that I'm more like a whale. Like, the rest of mammals go evolve on the ground but no, we are staying here. More space for us. That's kinda my attitude.

Big floating head. It's a head. I can't draw faces but somehow..I still try. Don't know why.

Almonds. Almond-tree. Amandier. Amandes. Mandle. Mandloň.

I love this one soooo much. Sky, ciel, Himmel. Obloha.

I've started this crazy workout. My whole body is sore.

I'm working, I'm just keeping it all for myself! 

Once, I had a dream about this woman floating on a surface of an ocean. She was happy, in her dark coat, smiling. One of the best dreams I ever had. 

It was a sunny morning, when my brother said: "I'm going to cook, today." And that's how the spagetti-apocalypse started. You wouldn't believe how hard it was to get rid of all of these insidious snakes. The fight was tough but we survived.

He escaped uncer cover of the night. Uprchl pod pláštíkem  noci.