66/100
Planning to get a PMDD diagnosis.
Planning on some of my medications interfering with each other.
Planning to take my dog everywhere.
Planning to get her a giant cup of whip cream from the local coffee shop.
Planning to never have enough usable time.
65/100
64/100
Planning to grey rock.
Planning for all the liquid in my body to leak out of my face.
Planning to douse myself with every allergy medication within reach.
Planning to realize my comfort character is the Protector I never had.
Planning to probably lose my insurance.
63/100
Planning to cut the threads that bind me.
Planning to do my best, until I can't.
Planning to vocal stim instead of scream.
Planning on rampant misinformation because everyone is too panicked to verify.
Planning to live through a dark chapter. And another.
62/100
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61/100
Planning for the UK to police womanhood.
Planning to feel, oh, so alone.
Planning to celebrate my dog's Gotcha Day.
Planning to help my friends unpack their new kitchen.
Planning to cry because Kilmar Abrego Garcia is alive
60/100
Planning to rehearse telling ICE to fuck off.
Planning to become re-obsessed with Butoh.
Planning to say Kilmar Abrego Garcia's name.
Planning to say Mohsen Mahdawi's name.
Planning to say Rumeysa Ozturk's name.
59/100
Portrait based on queergirlstraightskates on IG
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58/100
Planning to sleep on my friends' couch.
Planning for an exhaustion so deep it hurts.
Planning for people to quibble about tactics instead of taking action.
Planning to struggle with my art.
Planning for dissenters to be sent to El Salvador.
57/100
Planning to paint my friend's house into a rainbow.
Planning for my kitchen sink to leak.
Planning to realize that all I ever really wanted was a little tenderness.
Planning to see DEATH OF A UNICORN in theaters.
Planning for my heart to race a concerning amount.
56/100
Planning to rest, goddammit.
Planning to step back when I need to.
Planning on AI to write the tarrif plan that takes down Capitalism.
Planning on financial abuse.
Planning to buy blackberries on sale for perhaps the last time.
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.