55/100
Planning to watch the world panic.
Planning for the economy to implode.
Planning to wash too many glass jars.
Planning for my joy to be valid.
Planning on pursuing ridiculous dreams.
53/100
Planning to not get dragged into crises.
Planning on making art every day for the dopamine hit.
Planning on seeing improvements in my art because I work on it every day.
Planning to do five loads of laundry.
Planning on the biggest trans flag in the world being walked through my city.
51/100
Planning to ignore the unjust laws of an unjust system.
Planning to filibuster like a motherfucker.
Planning to dump out, not dump in.
Planning to fall back into the familiar.
Planning to allow myself to be an expert.
50/100
Planning to pretend everything is fine, for just a little while.
Planning to let the guilt of surviving overwhelm me.
Planning on adapt, adapt, adapt, because there is no other choice.
Planning to watch due process disappear.
Planning on detention centers withholding food & water.
49/100
Planning not to be expendable.
Planning to contain multitudes.
Planning to haunt those who fucked around.
Planning to be the ghost story origin.
Planning to be compassionate & soft, while maintaining boundaries.
48/100
Planning to keep opening my big fucking mouth.
Planning to try until I can't.
Planning to serve cunt.
Planning to be full of vengeance.
Planning not to reason with those at the top, for they are unreasonable.
47/100
Planning to take my dog to the groomers.
Planning for miscarriages to be criminalized.
Planning to buy a few more Cadbury Eggs.
Planning to be relatively chill--just not on the outside, or the inside.
Planning for history to be burned.
46/100
Planning for my teeth to rot inside my skull.
Planning to look for hope after the fall.
Planning on intensified voter suppression.
Planning to start a Slack channel to share all my secrets.
Planning not to rawdog my ongoing mental health crisis.
45/100
44/100
Planning on a food bank drought.
Planning to wash my hair, eventually.
Planning on people making outrageous excuses for evil actions.
Planning to look into volunteering as a peer support specialist.
Planning to finish my degree, but unsure if it will mean anything, anywhere.
42/100
Planning to refill my meds.
Planning to read a book that punches me in my soft, hidden, trauma-riddled places.
Planning to never have children.
Planning to fight so the children have a future left at all.
Planning for public education to be gutted.
40/100
Planning to get more Sharpies.
Planning on getting yet another job rejection.
Planning to refill my meds or die.
Planning to watch the Dems be cowards.
Planning to show up for libraries.
39/100
Planning drink a mango hard seltzer.
Planning to curse JD Vance.
Planning to finally watch I SAW THE TV GLOW.
Planning to be uncomfortable.
Planning to screenshot sad, tired femmes to draw for the 100 Day Project.
38/100
Planning to ride out the Extinction Burst.
Planning for EPA to sell cars, now.
Planning to to watch Trump criminalize Habitat for Humanity.
Planning to be a little bit of a freak.
Planning to freak out.
37/100
Planning on patching up my meat suit.
Planning to live forever as bones.
Planning to have a fucking sandwich.
Planning on spotting for too many days.
Planning for climate justice to be further criminalized.
36/100
Planning on being a symbol.
Planning to be a truthteller.
Planning on very few people listening to the truth.
Planning on being fucking persistent.
Planning to be a temporary phenomenon.
35/100
Planning not to be a caretaker.
Planning to comfort others with gallows humor.
Planning on being The Hermit.
Planning on The Tower happening.
Planning to bring The Magician forward.
34/100
Planning on a fucking shitshow.
Planning to dream about alternate timelines.
Planning to avoid triggers.
Planning to be triggered.
Planning to be dangerous, together.
33/100
Planning on sensory seeking.
Planning for Canada to fight back.
Planning to scowl at the only Cybertruck in my city.
Planning on being hypervigilant all night while the wind blows.
Planning to sleep all day to avoid the pain.
Today in show prep:
6 days til the Darkside Market at The Broken Goblet! Had ordered business cards before the idiotic Meta announcement, so I got QR code stickers to put over my instagram QR code. Now it takes folks to my LinkSta.cc instead!
Get going! International Trombone Week is around the corner. Mark the occasion during the "official" week (April 6-13, 2025)or any day in Aprilor any other day really. Art is everything. Express yourself. Lift others up. You can do this.
This picture says it all! Practice is isnt even hard when you think of it as expression. And the opposite of depression isnt happiness, its expression.Im exhausted, but I will never stop being angry.
Completed the next stages on creating an art project for my office. I finished painting the frame, added a hanging cable, and put fabric over the cork.
The fabric was hand stapled in place using pliers, a deburrer for my 3D printer, and an old PCB. Took 2 hours to do the stapling.
It takes courage to say no.
Still working. In progress. Inks, watercolor on Yupo synthetic paper. I love this paper. It feels so good to spray water, drip paint, watch it all run together. It's so soothing.
Working... In progress
Picked these up recently as part of a drive to do more offline analogue art such as zines.Today is a day to make something.
Watercolor I recently completed inspired by a FB photograph. Unfortunately I dont know who the photographer was. Beautiful sunset over the Dakota mill in Mankato, MN
I don't know what to do except make art and be with people i love. Anything else feels like it will just bring out the hatred and anger i feel towards the US situation at the moment. I refuse to let hatred win, so art it is. Here's a (mostly) sketch of this beautiful day in Nice, France last fall. Done in Autodesk sketchbook with felt tip pen and watercolour brush.Im making this paper heart. Writing what I love and what had broken my heart on paper that I then twist together to make cordage and then weave into a 3D anatomical heart.
Laying out my 3D glass labyrinth. It's kind of like a game of how steady can I keep my hands so the pieces don't tumble like dominoes.
You have permission to use those supplies you bought but still haven't opened up because you're afraid your art won't be good enough. You are worthy of the joy the creative process brings.
Every needs a cat. When Xmas walks across the piano, she makes up new chord combinations.
Took some time to play. I started by tracing my Star Eater design into paper, then immediately ruining it by throwing inks all over it. It makes for a different creative space, one where youre no longer afraid to ruin a good drawing with experimentation. Which made this way more fun.
Only problem was I had such a trouble getting the silver leaf to stick! Please send advice.