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i feel like all my insides are raw, i think it is the cool air, it feels thinner up here, as if i am at high altitude. i could not sleep so i walked to the studio but i forgot my key so i had to go back home but i could not find my keys at all, which is frustrating. i thought they were in my pocket. my housemates had just returned home so i borrowed theirs.
some local kids were driving about town and they gave me a lift back to the house and then to the studio again. they wanted juice for their vodka, i guess they are not such seasoned drinkers that they can't netk their vodka straight. the boys were your typical young 20s guys, eager, sardonic. broken english. the girls came into the studio to pee. they wanted to stay longer but i said no, to come back during the day.
the studio is about a 15 minute walk from the house. sometimes the road gets icy and i have almost slipped. now i make sure i tred firm, fast to the ground.
i took some more video of some machines in the town, the snow plow. i climbed some snow ridges and took photos of the beautiful mountain that overlooks the town. as the sun rises and travels then sets, the shade of the mountain and the way it forms relief against the sky changes in colour, hue, saturation. the outline of the mountain is so stark and crisp. like a cutout. it almost seems too real.