I would like to take some time out and spend it on creating some more art. Stuff that's come from my imagination. Even though it is the holidays, the final stretch of the IB course requires just that extra push so I doubt these holidays will be too exciting.
In The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Kundera introduces the idea of "Kitsch" which he describes as "the absolute denial of shit."
I have been thinking of the end of part six all last night:
"What remains of the dying population of Cambodia?
One large photograph of an American actress holding an Asian child in her arms.
What remains of Tomas?
An inscription reading HE WAN