the inspiration: Nina Simone want to be an artist, but it feels like a pointless and selfish pursuit, as the world burns around all of us. The quality of our lives is dwindling, trust for institutions is decreasing daily, as practicality is becoming blurred, mistaken for corporate efficiency. As the times grow more unprecedented, theContinue reading “Naive Pursuits: Becoming an Artist in Precarious Times”
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Why is the workplace so meaningless?
(new articles also on my substack) Why is work so meaningless? I pondered this question last night as I examined the ways that I had painted myself into a corner in my life. The more I continue living in simplicity, a simplicity that many people would sacrifice their current lives for, the more I findContinue reading “Why is the workplace so meaningless?”
year end reflections on the world I want to live in
the stories, the poems, and the objects I make myself when life’s labels aren’t big enough to hold it all Hello again, It has been a while. It has been a year of many internal revelations for me and I’d like to talk about it a lil’. In the midst of all of the wonderfulContinue reading “year end reflections on the world I want to live in”
Missed You
anonymity frees me to be myself, sharing the parts of me that no one witnesses with those whose hidden thoughts feel seen by my words. That is why this place means so much to me.
Reflections on my body
I have always lived my life in a fat body. Experiencing the world as a person who takes up more space but somehow still being seen as less-than. And I know there is a variety of social and political takes one can have about Fatphobia, unhealthiness, beauty politics, obesity, etc.., but I would not like to write this piece telling you how to feel about my body or your own. Instead, I am writing this to discuss how in the search for a “new year new you!” beach body I began the much harder and more complicated journey of losing and finding myself in a sea of warped self-image. I won’t go too deep into the nitty-gritty details, but I will say that I think, when we are looking at ourselves, so much of what we see is not our own.
Exposed feelings:
Thoughts and Songs. I am trying to date, but I’m having trouble trusting people, and when I try to find resources to know how to be in relationship safely, I am more likely to get risky tales and warning signs, rather than encouragement. People all over the world are expressing their tragic tales of deceptionContinue reading “Exposed feelings:”
After Valentine’s Day: Feminine musings on “Manospheric Love”
photo by Antonel Burlibasa Tank and the Bangas (a band that I love) have a song called “Roller-coaster” *. It’s a song about the bravery it takes to let oneself fall. I have been thinking about the Tiny Desk Concert rendition of the song and how, the first time I heard it, it brought meContinue reading “After Valentine’s Day: Feminine musings on “Manospheric Love””
Why am I here?
Reason for writing this blog. Sometimes it is difficult to create and display something you love. The vulnerability it takes to be seen. To translate the internal language you speak only to yourself, and make its words into something people can hold in their gaze. They hold it, and in their gaze lies the piecesContinue reading “Why am I here?”