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“An artist´s life.” #2 Pat DiMeo: “Music is not only my passion, I live for it.

Music is not only my passion, I live for it. I lay in bed at night with my eyes closed but my mind constantly working, always thinking about the next step. What to do next, how or when to put out the next song. It’s almost as if the musician’s life has always been instilled within me. I know what I have to do, I know what’s meant for me and I’ve accepted the fact early on that I was never meant for the traditional lifestyle.
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Dino Rovolis – The reality of an artist’s life

With our new series “An artist´s life.” we want to share the stories of the people behind the art. “In life, everything and anything can go wrong at any moment so instead of planning something ‘to a T’ I just utilize what I have in that moment. Art in general adds joy to someone’s soul, and I believe instead of making this field extremely competitive and out of reach, companies should open up more jobs and help the artists of this world grow and really make a living.”
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“An artist´s life.” The stories of the people behind the art

Life is a journey. With its ups and downs. And what is the life of an artist? Moments full of endless creative ideas, encounters with great people, the magic of creating and creating. But also the moments of depression, of stasis. Despair and disappointment. With yourself and others. Moments of questions. Doubts. With our new series “An artist´s life.” we want to share the stories of the people behind the art and what they have to say about it.
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Sometimes I despair

Sometimes I despair. I despair of myself and the world and my thoughts restlessly visit the supposedly dark places. Early in the morning, as the first birds begin to twitter,…
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Love Politics

When people are sleeping around do they ever think of friendships and if there’s any at all? And why are you sleeping with someone who wouldn’t care if you’re dead or alive? Like imagine times you’re alone and really have no one, and you get sad and you think bout the people you’ve met, people you’ve kissed, people you’ve slept with and than how many of those lovers or sorta friends can one really depend on?