shiftshaping
the plans have shifted.
the possibilities are endless, but i am trusting the processes and the moments of life right now.
i have got to affogato
constant reminder: never have coffee after 4pm because bouncing off the walls until 4am.
facets
I'm really digging this. proof you can inspire yourself when you find yourself in a creative rut, which is exactly what happened to Justin Maller. after weeks of working on a project that didn't seem to be working out, he took a break and produced some quick, fun work that ended up becoming a project where he created an image a day for 365 days. the results, I think, are pretty cool.
when you challenge yourself, something bigger, better and inspirational could come out of it.
it lives!
the year couldn't have gotten off to a better start!
if a plant surviving after months of neglect is not a good sign, then I don't know what is.
I was gifted an orchid last year and while I tried to take care of it, it died. or so I thought. I threw it off to the side and said I'd clean it up later. a few months passed when only after a few days after the new year, I saw that the bulbs were still green. I was so surprised because it had been so long that they'd been thrown off, uncared for. so I replanted it and ever since, it's been growing FAST! even the day after replanting, it started to grow! I watch it get taller every. single. day. I'm so amazed!!! it's exciting because, aside from the cacti I have, which don't really need that much care, I've never had a plant that survived. I don't care that certain plants have a tendency to "die" and then bloom again. to me, this is monumental. there isn't anything as gravely symbolic as a plant sprouting (that is mine, that is my own) a day after repotting and many months of neglect. I saw this as a sign of renewal, or a rebirth, as my friend mariko, put it. but yea, some people may laugh at the silliness of my amazement, but I'm not taking this lightly. this has a deeper meaning to me than what I'm saying here.
these were taken only 16 days apart...
pot class. POTTERY class, I mean. pottery.
enrolled myself in a pottery class to get back to the things I enjoyed doing when I was young. I was about 13 or 14 when I took a ceramics class and remember wanting to create so many things. alas, I just wasn't motivated enough and a lot of unused clay went to waste. this time, though, I get to use the wheel, which for me, has been difficult. the only experience I had with clay was sculpting it, not throwing it on a wheel, centering, coning, pulling, trimming, etc. it looks so easy when you see someone else doing it. even the way you sit on the chair is important. and you need muscle. but really, though, it's a feeling, much like anything and everything else. I'm patiently waiting for that feeling to finally hit me and still figuring out which techniques are best as everyone wheel throws differently.
these are some things people have made in the studio and some small bowls I made that are ready to be fired! I keep wanting to make bigger bowls, but small bowls for now–better for portion control. hashtag wink emoji.
quickieee
about to head off to yoga, but before I do, I wanted to say that I've been meaning to write about some things I've been experiencing the past few months, mostly about a "spiritual awakening," for lack of a better term. or let's call it a "divine realization..." or a "humanist manifestation..." or all of the above, perhaps. all of those things sound dramatic and maybe even silly, I know, and I'm not even sure I'm getting across what I'm trying to say, but whatever for now.
all I can say is I'm very grateful! I send out hugs and love with all of me!
confession
i hope none of my friends read this because they're going to gasp at the revelation...
i don't like donuts.
there, i said it. i like seeing the display of colorful, freshly cooked donuts, but to eat them is like eating a spoonful of lard. as soon as i'm done eating one, i feel like i need a colon cleansing and a 10-mile run. unless, of course, we're talking about the Tiger Tail from the Donut Man. i don't know what it is about this donut, but it might be the only donut i don't feel gross from after eating.
hearting this
"Using animation, projections and her own moving shadow, Miwa Matreyek performs a gorgeous,
meditative piece about inner and outer discovery. Take a quiet 10 minutes and dive in. With music
from Anna Oxygen, Mirah, Caroline Lufkin and Mileece."
auditory teleportation
when I read this, I thought it was funny. if you know about Sun Ra and/or his music, I think you'd find it funny, too.
"...Perhaps most affecting is Ra’s solo keyboard track, “Advice to Medics,” titled after his history of playing for what his biographer John Szwed describes as a therapy-through-music group that “included catatonics and severe schizophrenics.” (The biographer reports that one patient, breaking a years-long silence, approached Ra to ask: “Do you call that music?”)"
but, this song, this sounds really good on vinyl, like with the volume on high!
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going through my files, I found some projects from a few years back that never reached completion, for various reasons. it's fun to look back at projects because I always look for what I could have changed or done better. there's always room for improvement, right?
this logo was for a roadie who is coffee obsessed. he would bring his espresso machine with him on the road and before you know it, other roadies and even musicians he was working for, started asking for his coffee. he thought this was a good way to make some extra money, but wanted a logo to go with his side project. the word "cheetah" comes from his boss being unable to pronounce his name, so he stuck with it.
whenever I start on a project, I always do research and sketches before it goes on the computer. these are the stages at which i felt the logos were ready to be presented, though still rough. eventually, one is chosen and that is what we work off of. even though the chosen logo was close to being finalized, there's still a lot of work and clean-up that needed to be done.
