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"you are addicted to screens" no no you see i am actually addicted to my friends. unfortunately they live in there
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My heart is so full when he falls asleep while looking at me 🥹💖 what a little PAL
Greetings from the Collage Cave™
Here's a messy preview of the practice placement. This part is a lot of fun, but also nerve-wracking because nothing is glued down yet (other than the background papers) and everything slides around if you're not careful.
Like what happened right after I took this picture, when the drawer I keep the developing collages in slid out of its track and everything slid off the left page and onto the right.
Womp womp lmao jesus
I'm just glad I got that first picture, so I can recall what the placement of the entire left page was x_x
Joan Didion, from The Year of Magical Thinking
Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.
My brain is the goofiest place when I'm only a quarter of the way awake lmao
Earlier, like waaay earlier today, I was sleeping in bed, and Littleman was ~awake~. I kept waking up just enough to hear him doing stuff in various areas of the room.
My first thought was not "oh boy, unsupervised Littleman, he's getting into everything" it was "lol that Littleman's got places to be, huh? Wonder what he's working on." AS THOUGH HE HAD A BIG PROJECT HE WAS PUTTING TOGETHER and not just, you know, being a cat and getting into shit 😂
It is complete 💖
Good news! I did remember what my plans were for the last bits of this collage. Not only that, but I also solved the issue of not knowing what to do with this space that was plaguing me before I had to step away.
I guess breaks ~can~ be good things??? Because I love this little picture bit.
He fell asleep cuddling his favorite toys lmao
Things finally lined up enough to move my collage supplies back in place. First, I had to make room for the water softener guy to come in, then I was too sick and had to wait for a dentist, and now I've been recovering from the dentist.
It's been so hard not to be able to just ~sit up and make something~ and also have to still do the regular life stuff, like eating, being social, cleaning up, and having a day.
But I unintentionally slept for like 14 hours yesterday, so I woke up well rested for a change. I even showered, in spite of the fact that it was 3am lmao
Feels good, though. My room got so bad over the past month or so, because I just couldn't do anything about it. And here I am now, gradually putting it back together, clearing the way for more creative time.
I really hope I remember what my plans were for this last bit of the collage I started after Christmas @_@ it's so pretty so far
Just as much today as the frosty mornings of Kindergarten, I deserve to be here. There are things for me to do and be and learn and see and it is safe to take joy in that. My eyes are open to the wonder all around me, the beautiful improbability of everything in existence that I can immediately survey yet hardly truly know. And my face is lifted in awe of all this, giving way to easy laughter. I am invited to this day by sun and the soft, faint mist of winter thaw. I am welcome in this space.
He's just a table-sitting pal
Whoever invented instant ramen is like, singlehandedly responsible for my continued existence lmao