Sometimes the world feels artificial to me. I stand barefoot in the grass and somehow feel too little. Everything has this thin veil over it. Like an AI built this world and got 99% of reality right. The grass looks right. The...
Things I Wanted to Keep
An inspiration board filled with little thoughts, colours, sketches and things that stayed with me.
Since my carotid artery dissection, I sometimes get this sudden fear that it could all just be over. And that scares me. Because life feels so interesting right now. So deep, so emotional, so full of things I want to feel, make,...
The lens I look through. Decades ago filled me with doubt and angst. Lilac scent and motor oil.
Made my knees bend.
Cozy afternoons and mountains of straw bales. Lake odor and coffee. Iced tongue. My brain said thanks once again.
Mom made me a strawberry slushie milkshake today. Somehow it inspired me for future art.
GLAMFUCK
I realized today that I love music that feels glamorous and cinematic, but a little fucked underneath. Lana Del Rey does that for me, beautiful, dreamy, tragic, and then suddenly something breaks the illusion. I’m calling it Glamfuck. Not a new direction...
Colors
The four that keep showing up, whether I plan them or not.
Sweetness and rot are the same process, caught at different hours.