My name is Cédric Bozzi and this is my blog. Well… mostly, this is a rerun of all my tweets and the photos I publish on Instagram, but sometimes there might be an actual article or two.
I make websites and iPhone apps, try my best to own one of every item in Apple’s current product lineup, spend my entire life on the internet, and am looking for a flat in Paris.
See also: my apps; contact form.
Sur Twitter : @garoo, @ff00aa and @bewarethefrog — plus @garoodotnet which notifies of new articles on this blog.
What if I had had the wrong outlook all this time? What if I weren’t the artist, but he was? What if I was just the good guy who’s both sensitive and stable enough to be the artist’s ideal husband? The nice Mr. Woolf playing nurse between the tortured author’s two suicide attempts?
If that’s the case, it’s about time I realize it. And I didn’t see the point of this movie. Hate this idea. But maybe I should get used to it. Have to try the concept. In my head. For a while. Seeing if I get used to it.
All this time I spent thinking I wasn’t creative and neurotic enough to be a real artist. I should have understood.
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