“Huh…I just realized I’m wearing two watches.”
“Congratulations, that’s the most ADHD thing you’ve ever said.”
(One hour later)
“Oh I’m still wearing two watches, I forgot to take them off.”
“Well folks, we have a new winner.”
“Huh…I just realized I’m wearing two watches.”
“Congratulations, that’s the most ADHD thing you’ve ever said.”
(One hour later)
“Oh I’m still wearing two watches, I forgot to take them off.”
“Well folks, we have a new winner.”
@ifbookspod.bsky.social my kid’s school jus passed out every student a copy of Jonathan Haidt’s The Amazing Generation—it reads like pure propaganda and I hate it 🙃🙃🙃. Do you all cover it anywhere? I know you did The Anxious Generation…
It’s four blocks! It’s not like I gotta walk up a hill in a blizzard barefoot. That was in high school.
Hahahahhaa I love this. Happy birthday to your kiddo!
I’m still trying to decide if I should attempt to capture some belated birthday magic for myself in the coming weeks, or just let it go and perhaps pick up a half birthday celebration this summer.
Colorful, simple drawing of a person with long blue hair, holding her hands over her face.
Birthday self portrait. Yesterday I turned 43. I feel like I missed my birthday this year, psychically—I couldn’t plan or process or rejoice or give myself the type of care I typically do. However, I was well loved and celebrated by many beloved humans ❤️.
I’m so glad it speaks to you!! Happy birthday ❤️
Oh yes, completely. I think you’d have a blast together.
Fucking FINALLY thank you universe
WHEELER YUTA HAIR MATCH
😭
Oh, it looks amazing on you and I’m SO thrilled to know it has gained meaning and symbolism; in my opinion that is the highest compliment a maker can receive 💙
How cool!!
Does a rock tea taste like rocks?
I love when my brain brings me fun surprises—like, for example, completely forgetting that I backed @sarahgailey.bsky.social’s Love Letters project at the “receive a beautiful box of treats in the mail” level!! Unexpected abundance.
Oh my gosh it is so prettyyyyyy.
Thank you!!! I worked really hard on them, I’ve never done this many pieces at once before. Anything that doesn’t sell at the market will go to @peculiarityshop.bsky.social
A collection of colorful earrings and pendants on a white cloth.
Hey I’m taking an ENORMOUS DRAGON HOARD of micromosiac jewelry to this ceramics market this weekend, it would be super cool if you stopped by. www.instagram.com/p/DSDRoG8jzK...
Today I participated in an art project in which my toddler took progressively bigger and bigger spoons out of our silverware drawer—starting with a baby teaspoon and ending with a serving spoon—in an effort to convince me that he CAN AND SHOULD eat fifth yogurt today, mama.
This morning Chaos Child slammed the living room door with me and @padnick.bsky.social on the other side, then opened the door long enough to throw his diaper through, then slammed it again.
A colorful drawing of a lush forest that is also a hand gripping an open mouth.
Hey babes! It is SUCH a good day to order yourself a book of radical poetry, and also an art book as an extra treat!! (Back the project at $20+ and add the Song of Songs book to see the weirdest, juiciest paintings I think I’ve ever done.) www.kickstarter.com/projects/lty...
Everyone I am connected to is celebrating right now, and it is like my whole network is sparkling with joy.
NEW! YORK! CITY!!!!!! I love you so fucking much.
Thanks to the sports bar across the street, although I have no idea what, specifically, is happening in the World Series, I can tell that something sure is happening!!!
In the finest tradition of parents everywhere, eating my kid’s Halloween candy for breakfast.
🌻🌾🌼🌻🌻🌻🌻🌼🌾🌻
and not only are they taking my hand and saying "yes" but they are also telling me "I think our hearts maybe look the same inside." Thank you for being part of that with me. Thank you for being brave with me because the more we can practice being brave together the better off we'll be.
This whole process feels so tender and beautiful and frightening and something about this piece feels like the guts of that. I feel like I am walking up to strangers and saying "Hey, do you want to see what it looks like inside my heart? It's like. Really gross in there. But do you?"
The centerfold poem of my poetry book "The World That Is Coming Inside You" is a t4t reinterpretation of the Song of Songs, the original hornypost, transcendent love ballad, and kabbalist spell to break our hearts open and let the revolution in.
"You planted my heart in the sweet earth and it thrust taproots deep,
sprouted and budded and opened.
My love is a peach tree heavy with hot fruit, my love
casts a shade over the grass. Lead me to the feast
of your wild body, wrap me in the prayer shawl of your presence."