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From my studio today. I'm rearranging the corkboards where I pin up bits and pieces, experiments and inspirations.
Happy book birthday to Don’t Call It Art by @austinkleon! I’ve been looking forward to this one for a long time.
You can pick up a copy here or request it from your local library or get it from your favorite indie store or go halvesies on a copy with a friend from a chain, idk get it how you wanna get it but DO GET IT.
This book, in Austin’s words, “was inspired by my time spent as a studio assistant to my two sons when they were really little and the lessons I learned from them about loving and caring for yourself as a creative person. The book is designed to put you back in touch with that wild and fearless 4-year-old kid that still lives inside you and wants to come out and play.”
If you’re familiar with Austin’s work, you’ll know each of his books centers around a ten-point list, and every book’s list is printed in full on the back cover:
I love this with all my heart because we live in a capitalist culture that often feels it’s necessary to hide the “valuable” content. There’s a line to walk between valuing art and artists and continuing to champion the gift economy, and I think Austin does it beautifully. You can read this list in a moment, and it will still serve you well, but there’s also magic to be found in the collection of thoughts, quotes, and exercises he’s distilled in the long process of researching this piece. The concentrated excitement and thoughtfulness in the book bolsters and deepens the quick and punchy bullet points.
I’m fired up because I had a meeting this week with people who didn’t understand this. It was heartbreaking to realize they didn’t get it, but also made me realize it’s something I REALLY CARE ABOUT. So three cheers for new books, and three cheers for making like a kid again, and HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY AUSTIN!
Certain topics are universally accepted as mysterious. Religion. Epistemology. The self. I thought creativity was a mysterious force that could be tapped into but never fully understood. it’s just that the further I look, the more I find answers. The sediment settles and the river begins to run clear. I could drink from it. I do.
What I found was a deep connection between myself and the source of divinity. I have realized, in no simple terms, that I am the art I admire. I so often felt the presence of something just out of reach, just past the tip of my tongue. It’s like I wrote to Dwayne Walker— it’’s been here the whole time, within reach. To paraphrase an Emily Dickinson quote “I’ve been out with lanterns, looking for myself.
Hot press paper on the left, cold press paper on the right.
Pen underdrawing
Kuretake gansai tambi paint on top
This collage explores the quiet performance of intimacy, where familiarity is mistaken for something real.
End Result:
✧・゜: how i'm learning to trust my creative intuition :・゜✧:・゜✧
hey lovelies! ✨
i've been thinking a lot about creative intuition lately, that quiet inner voice that nudges you toward certain ideas or projects. for the longest time, i was absolutely terrible at listening to it. i'd get these little sparks of inspiration and immediately talk myself out of them. "that's been done before" or "you don't have the skills for that" or my personal favorite: "who do you think you are?"
sound familiar? thought so.
the thing is, i've slowly been learning that my intuition actually knows what it's talking about. those random ideas that pop into my head at 2am or while i'm in the shower? they're not random at all, they're my creative compass trying to guide me toward what truly lights me up.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ recognizing intuition vs. fear ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
the first big challenge was learning to tell the difference between my intuition and my fear. they can sound weirdly similar sometimes!
my intuition tends to feel like excitement mixed with certainty, like "yes! this!" even when it makes no logical sense. it feels light and expansive, like opening a window in a stuffy room.
fear, on the other hand, feels heavy and contracted. it comes with a lot of "shoulds" and worrying about what other people will think. it's the voice that compares my chapter 1 to someone else's chapter 20.
i started keeping track of when these different voices would speak up, and slowly got better at recognizing which was which.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ creating space to listen ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
intuition doesn't shout. it whispers. and in our noisy, constantly-connected world, those whispers can get completely drowned out.
i realized i needed to create actual space to hear myself think. for me, that looks like:
morning pages: three pages of stream-of-consciousness writing before looking at my phone
solo walks without podcasts or music (just me and my thoughts)
intentional boredom: staring out windows, lying on the floor, letting my mind wander
reducing input before trying to create output (no scrolling before creative sessions)
it's amazing what starts to bubble up when you're not constantly drowning it out with other people's voices and ideas.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ the "stupid idea" notebook ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
one of the most helpful tools has been my "stupid idea" notebook, a judgment-free zone where i write down every creative impulse, no matter how ridiculous it seems.
the name is intentionally silly to remind myself not to take it all so seriously. some ideas truly are stupid, and that's perfectly fine! but some turn out to be the beginnings of something meaningful.
the rule is simple: write it all down, evaluate later. this creates a safe space for intuition to speak without immediately being shut down by my inner critic.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ small intuition experiments ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
trusting your intuition is like building a muscle, you start small and work your way up.
i began with low-stakes creative decisions: which color to use in a drawing, which topic to write about in my journal, which route to take on my walk. when something felt intuitively "right," i'd go with it, even if i couldn't explain why.
gradually, i started trusting my intuition with bigger choices: which project to pursue, which opportunities to say yes to, which creative direction to explore.
with each small win, my confidence in my inner guidance grew stronger.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ embracing the "wrong" turns ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
here's the thing about intuition: sometimes it leads you down paths that seem to go nowhere. i've followed creative impulses that resulted in projects i never finished or ideas that didn't work out.
but i'm learning that these aren't failures, they're necessary detours. every "wrong" turn teaches me something i needed to learn or leads me to connections i wouldn't have made otherwise.
intuition isn't finding the most direct path; it's finding YOUR path, with all its twists and surprises.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ letting go of external validation ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
perhaps the hardest part of trusting my creative intuition has been detaching from external validation. when you follow your intuition, you might create things that don't immediately resonate with others or fit neatly into what's trending.
i'm still working on this one, honestly. but i've noticed that my most intuitive creations... the ones that felt most aligned with my inner voice, are ultimately the ones people connect with most deeply, even if the audience is smaller.
⋆.ೃ࿔:・ a gentle practice ・:࿔ೃ.⋆
trusting your creative intuition isn't a destination, it's an ongoing practice. some days i'm better at it than others. sometimes fear still wins. but each time i choose to listen to that quiet inner knowing, it gets a little louder, a little clearer.
if you're struggling to trust your own creative voice, start small. create tiny spaces of silence. write down the whispers. follow the sparks of excitement. and be patient with yourself when you forget.
xoxo, mindy 🤍
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