Some quick drawings I did before the demonstration began.
Planned on drawing much more, but I was too excited and happy for that.
A quote by Eleanor Roosevelt via Shotgun-Season.
After seating with a friend at night, drinking ice-cold beer for a few hours – we both got sick.
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Looking back on that evening, and listening to the news on the radio, made me think there is something so hopeless and desperate about these nights.
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We try to feel happy and normal and talk about LIFE, while things around us just seem to get politically and socially crazier and crazier. I’m not saying anything new here, I know…
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This thought reminded me of this Sinead O’connor song Drink Before the War, which is also pretty hopeless and desperate (turned out to be a very depressing post, sorry about that).
In the meantime you can take a look at the previous Sick in Bed Post, almost exactly one year ago – here.

When the book is closed, it feels like I’m holding a heavy piece of my life in my hand.
You can see all the blog posts with drawings from this small Moleskine book – here.

I first heard a Joy Division song on mix tape given to me when I was 17 or so (thank god for big sisters and their boyfriends). It was exactly what I needed at that time.
I bought Unknown Pleasures, their first album, and was blown away. Still am – it’s brilliant.
Of course the genius cover design by Peter Saville didn’t hurt either.
Ian Curtis is one of those musicians that really touch me deeply with his lyrics and voice.
Do you, dear reader, happen to have a memory or a story related to Unknown Pleasures or Joy Division in general? I would love to read about it if you feel like sharing.
* Neglected CD Collection