it is -12° with the windchill right now. at least this is more like the winters i remember as a kid. everything is hazy warm white and glimmering. you can’t see any of the lines on the streets, just packed sheets of ice and snow. it is taking something out of me being on the road today (i don’t think i should have had to work in this, really). it’s been too cold for dog paws too the last few days so i feel this weird mix of restless and tired but i’m trying to relax when i can & not feel so bad about it. i think we need this, though, it feels good to get this. i love being briefly outside without my coat or gloves or snowproof boots & feeling the immediate limitations of my body & how impossible this would be to survive, were i up against it
can you paypal me one ancient rusting coin
The Trophy, Andrew Wyeth, 1963
Drybrush and watercolor on paper
22 ¼ x 30 ½ in. (55.5 x 77.5 cm)
(Source: sothebys.com)
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Bro last night was a tutorial
living deliciously … on the stove there is a pot of spicy white bean & roast chicken soup
Can we have a moment to grieve for all the lives lost. And how little of worth they were to americans who considered them less than a vote. Hamas had agreed to a deal in the very beginning of all this but biden prolonged their unnecessary suffering. Biden and Israel killed the baby who died in the cold, the child looking for food, the father who was getting flour, the men and women running outdoor kitchens for thousands, the teachers, the students who never got to graduate, the couple that never got to have their wedding, to the freedom fighters killing iof shitheads posting their atrocities and without whom the zionists would have never come to a ceasefire deal, glory to all of our martyrs. They rest on our conscience
In the meantime, donate to the sameer project and the fundraisers you see online. Think of how lucky you are to be able to sleep in a bed and have clean water to drink and how so many are without both in this world
more pistachios today for me
i thought i had a pistachio allergy for most of my life but i ate one tonight to see if i do and i maybe don’t? anything is possible
i want it back = I drag it’s dead weight forward like a bad ass ultra greatsword
Now the ash dances with the snow….
recents: i played a show this weekend! on stage in front of people / flowers franklin brought me photographed in the light from the neighbor’s windows / a squirrel who was sooo funny to watch / a gift necklace for someone who has wanted one for a long time / snowstorm today / chewing a rope
hopefully this’ll change soon but i’ve such a hard time getting my foot in the door in the tattoo world. i definitely don’t feel equipped to just DIY it. i’ve been hanging out at a shop for some time now (& drawing) but i worry it’s going nowhere- everyone’s nice but i don’t mesh with the vibe well (though it’s manageable), i feel like a different kind of animal (also everyone calls each other bitch or babe which i can’t do without it being weird or possibly kind of misogynistic, which is also kind of funny, and everyone’s sort of hype in a way i’m distinctly not & don’t have interest in being). i just want an apprenticeship! i’m thinking if this goes nowhere, i’ll start haunting some other shops too…i struggle with this whole relationship building thing bc i don’t want to act like i’m interested in anything other than a mentor - like, if we end up friendly, i love that and it’s wonderful, but i’m distinctly here for one thing. this feels like something i want too badly to risk burning bridges about by being too forward about but idk how to navigate this! i just want to start learning to tattoo!