meaning-making
I'm sitting on the couch with my laptop on my thighs.
Typing, thinking.
Gilmore Girls is playing in the background.
Thinking a lot about Meaning-Making. "Doing your hearts work".
Scrolling on YT I see a plethora of vids with titles such as: I quit my job and became a full-time artist. Really? REALLY? I want to gouge my eyes out. I don't want to read/see this kind of entrepreneurship-fetish anymore. Strike this from my algorithm.
Did i really spring into existence just to make money?
SKETCHBOOK PEEK:
the self: a study
starry night friends
READING:
A few years ago i started reading Saga, the comic written by Brian K. Vaughan and illustrated by the talented Fiona Staples. Not quite sure why I stopped reading it but decided to pick it up again. I bought the box set Vol 1-9! And it arrived today so i'm v excited to jump back into this world.
Saga Vol. 1
WATCHING:
Only Murders in the Building. I adore this show and so glad it's back on. Can I please live in a fancy building like this and befriend a couple of peculiar yet distinguished fellows, but instead of solving murders, we just make zines and talk books?
WEB HEARTS 🧹 WEB FINDS:
On work and capitalism: how to escape the tyranny of work under capitalism.
Eden Clifton's pottery is adorable.
I need this Snoopy sweatshirt in my life. Idk, but lately, I've been nostalgic for cutesy childhood things for comfort.
Been enjoying reading Morning Music these days. I like their concept of sharing what they're listening to over morning coffee.
These tiny handmade dolls by myrtlemakes are so precious! I'm inspired to make little things like this. New hobby, perhaps?