Category: Art
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wiggly
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I am a Strange Loop
I feel like the title kind of says it all for this one. For anyone concerned, I had a wonderful Saturday and did not spend the entirety of it clutching my ankles. Wishing health and happiness to all beings. If that isn’t enough, read Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid. Douglas Hofstadter knows how…
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a walk along the beach
Today I went for a walk on the beach. It was sunny, and not too hot. I watched the shorebirds and stuck my feet into the water. The air smelled like seaweed. It was a good day.
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self-portrait
I drew this self-portrait today. It was fun. I plan on experimenting with as many styles as I feel like in these posts, because I don’t see the point of just having one style, at least for now. I refuse to believe in such limits. Drawing is something I’ve always done mostly for myself. It…
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SEND IT
Here’s a little motivational image for this Monday evening. I mentioned I’m a fan of sitting meditation. It helps me to relax my body and mind, and it allows me to know more about myself. What happens when I just stop? Like a tightly wound rope, breathing through a sitting session helps me to let…
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hangry
In 2015 I spent a few months on a Permaculture farm in the North of Thailand, before heading to Thich Hat Hanh’s Thai Plum Village for the last ten days of my visa. This led to three months at a Zen Center in South India, which led to a series of ten-day retreats and the…
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rest on the breeze
Note to self: Sometimes it’s best to just let the wind finish what it’s doing before you make any attempts at putting down roots. You will learn to find stillness in uncertainty, and bliss in not knowing. You’re learning to see yourself and the world for what they really are, and that takes time. There…
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not trying to get anywhere
I have been much more consistent in my creative practice lately, but alas, I am shy, and so I have been putting off accountability via this blog for a while now. I know perfection will never come, so if it’s perfection I am waiting for, I’ll never share my creations. Where’s the fun in that?…
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head trip
Your field of vision has a floater in it. You can’t tell if it’s a particle of dust or if it’s an amoeba, but it’s lingering there, growing in size, obscuring your sight. You clearly see the edge of the abyss, an opalescent smoldering as the world shrivels away. Suddenly, you are abstraction. A fluid-like…
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The Imminent Future
“Irreverence and no discipline rob your soul of light.” Rumi, The King And The Handmaiden And The Doctor It may come as no surprise that I, like many other people in the modern world, struggle to maintain a healthy work-life balance. It is too easy to get wrapped up in keeping up with our fast…