screweulogy

lol shout out to the like 2 people out of everyone i’ve been intimate with who did not push my boundaries or straight up violate them

I've given a lot of emotional energy to men who would never write me the kind of letter I just got from this person. Where the fuck are my priorities

Can't believe how much shit got real at dev night so fast I'm like considering staying in the city mostly because I'm administratively entrenched in an organization that suddenly has ties to the PMA, multiple coworking spaces, and now the resistance?

As I get ready to leave art school and reflect on the positives and negatives of this environment I've spent several years in, I think one of the big things that I will be missing after is the collaboration element. I'm really lucky to be bumping shoulders all day long with people who are willing to lend their skills in order to help me succeed on a project. Especially as my work has taken a hard turn into a sculptural realm, where I don't have a lot of formal training, the fact that fellow students are excited to teach me casting processes and give me advice about materials is really special. There's a lot of inherent supportiveness in the network that art school builds around you and it's going to feel weird to leave it.

Update I'm p sure I blacked out for all of open studio????????? What even happened? Who am I

Getting ready for a super fun open studio night that I've waited a very long time for. I was reminded this week of just how far I've come as far as personal vision and listening to myself since I started college. There were times when I thought graduation would roll around and I'd still be artistically and conceptually stuck, like I was even a year ago. There were times when I thought I wasn't an artist, that I was just faking it. Or that I peaked at age 5 and didn't have any creativity left. I was getting depressed and desperate. But today, regardless of honors, awards, recognition, or scholarships, I'm finding full satisfaction in the knowledge that I did it-- I manifested a large body of work that I wanted to make, not because I felt like I should, or for other people, but because of my own inner voice and drive. I woke up most days this year with a childlike energy to make something that I thought I would never experience again. Not only do I have physical objects to testify to that, but I have a well of ideas simmering in my head that feels bottomless. And it all feels so sincere. It all feels like me. This post sounds like a ted talk but yah you get the point.

I got real depressed last week and I think it's gonna last thru April again

Her love language is biting but I can tell that she reciprocates my feelings because she's literally never more than 3 feet away from me And today I held her hostage in my arms until she got sleepy and we napped on the couch together and it was transformative Fuck everyone who doesn't like my mean cat