You could say today is going productively :3
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You could say today is going productively :3
I'm working on a new zine—Reckless Chants #27: to resist despair. (Yes, the subtitle is from the Operation Ivy song “Sound System.”) The stories in it are about my misspent youth, music and mayhem, Wisconsin and Chicago, growing up, despair, resistance, and punk. About old friends and old flames and queerness; shows I went to Back in the Day and shows I didn’t go to recently; about my attempts to still live as a weirdo punk artist despite having Adult Responsibilities and despite the world being, quite literally, on fire. Though it will be text-heavy, as per usual, there will also be various collages/pieces of Xerox art—including a pull-out centerfold!
You can find more details about it on my Ko-fi.
Hand me a guitar and I'll start singing country songs I made up on the spot.
So, I may have ended up at Michael's today... That store is such a dangerous place!!
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I started a photography project a few years ago that just continue on until I can no longer make a picture. It’s called “Humans Being” and it now spans the globe. I’m looking forward to taking the show on the road again soon and capturing new images during upcoming travel to London, Paris & Yellowknife, Northern Territories in Canada.
Here’s a selection.
I’m interested in others who might have long-term photography or art projects based on a particular theme.
Humans Being I started a photography project a few years ago that just continue on until I can no longer make a picture.
One would think this thought would occur naturally to a writer and never leave but it doesn’t. I often forget that:
I AM WRITING A BOOK. THIS IS MY FICTION. I CAN CREATE AND DO WHATEVER THE HECK I WANT.