Trying Substack ☺
A letter came for you from the wind.
The wind whistles through your open window and slams the door across the room shut.
The energy makes your ears pop.
*read this letter as fast as you can
You always go up and down the stairs, like, 5 minutes straight. In your cowboy boots, stomping around, all while Gus is napping thru it somehow (drooling and snoring). What's up? Do you need more attention? Is it you've forgotten how to enjoy some peace and quite? I think a lot about how quite it must be in your bird brain... that you've gotta fill it with external noise. Like a bird chirping all morning, except you go all into the night and stuff. Wadya think'd happen if you just sat in your mind fr a minute? LET GO of it all for once.
The last thought in your mind
*okay, you can read at your normal speed now
Lately I've unwillingly been under the impression that you need like, four years of education to feel comfortable doing something. Which is different from when I was little, when I allowed myself to have big ideas. Now my mind is like, "Can you actually do that though?" and stops the flow. I just want to have big ideas, and then whittle it down a lot further into the process. And I don't want to think that I need to have an English or graphic design degree to be considered anything in that, right?
I've been focusing more on graphic design, and one thing I really want to experience in that is critiques. Does anyone know a graphic design club (I actually came across one promptly after writing this sentence)? It would be nice to kind of be building portfolios together in a club and critiquing each other.
for the sake of all that is,
Joan, you got any eggs? I was gna go get som but it'sa holiday, all the shops closed early. Baking some cookies for my son, coming home from college... moving back in. Spent all this money on his books and now what? Probly be unemployed fra couple years. Who's gona pay for his teeth? He's got like, 3 teeth that need replacing. I just can't keep paying for it all , y'know? Like, I was undr the impression that after 18 yrs the kid would be out of the nest... it's a helluva lot different from when I was his age. Anyways, his favourite is Imperial. So I'll need som jam too or whatever that stuff in the middle's gotta be... not gona look up any recipe, just gona try my hand. Hope he's not that whole vegan thing anymore. Kids these days.
I like the whole writing fake letters thing right now. I think they will be cute to look back on. Maybe that's the kind of art I'm trying to make more of: the kind that's so fun to make, you want to spend time with it for fun once it's done. That's a hard thing to do.. but if you just do it from your inner child, then it's usually easier to appreciate in the future. I'll let you know if that's the case here once enough time's gone by.
I get stuck on certain kinds of art "belonging" to other people (eg. if a friend is really good at a medium I want to try). Instead of finding inspiration sometimes I get afraid to possibly come off as a hack, like a knock off of the real thing. It's interesting to address that out loud because it's so clearly just another piece in my personal insecurity puzzle. I find that once I unlock these pieces though, I'm free from them. Of course copying someone verbatim is unfavorable, but that wouldn’t happen by mistake and I know I make things from my own perspective.
Might make this a penpal style newsletter (for the most part).
I’d love to know how you’ve been and if any of this means anything to you.
Pulling grass from the earth,