Hey, I made this art I wanted to show you: my body is mine. This is just the sentencey part. It’s about choosing to expend energy on relationships in a way that’s in keeping with my values. dark green words on pink: My body is mine. My heart, mind, and life are mine. I need… Read More »
A respected friend is teaching a zoom workshop monthly, starting May 22. Here’s the image I made, to help him advertise it. Maybe too many words, huh. And pics with people in them get more attention. But he might fill his class. We’ll see. walks Yesterday Ming and I went for a walk by the… Read More »
“Yay! It’s a huge parking lot! I will walk around the whole parking lot, and look at all the dumpsters!” I wanted to walk the perimeter–the word perimeter appealed to me. “But I almost never take anything out of the dumpsters. I just look. I am a good pumpkin.” “Yes, you’re a good pumpkin,” Ming… Read More »
We were talking about Snoopy. “He hangs out on top of a dog house, is a writer, pretends he’s flying a plane, and has a yellow bird friend Woodstock. That’s all I know,” I said. “Is that all there is, to know?” Ming said something about the plane. “It’s a tri-plane?” I asked. “It’s a… Read More »
zine irony I used to give away my zines only, for years, and people would be skeptical. Or people would think the zines had no worth, if there was no dollar amount–they must be low quality, so I should’t bother. I learned I could reach more people by charging for my zines, as people would… Read More »