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Bloom

by caylee | 9 Dec 2022

Genève

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Write Your Own Story

Write Your Own Story

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Unfold

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Simple Observations

Simple Observations

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Make Your Soul Grow

Make Your Soul Grow

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Four

Four

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Wrapped

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The Page Will Be Your Answer

The Page Will Be Your Answer

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Continuing on from my theme of delight this week. Continuing on from my theme of delight this week. “So today I’m recalling the utility, the need, of my own essayettes to emerge from such dailiness, and in that way to be a practice of witnessing one’s delight, of being in and with one’s delight, daily, which actually requires vigilance. It also requires faith that delight will be with you daily, that you needn’t hoard it. No scarcity of delight.” — Ross Gay So grateful for my studio. The left side of this old abattoir. A place to put the shitty vintage furniture I love so much and to leave paper out as long as I can stand (which is not that long to be honest, but I like it while it lasts). Someone stole my doormat but I really like the rest of it.
This week I didn’t want to create a zine about g This week I didn’t want to create a zine about grief It’s week D for the #alphabetsuperset and so I googled “nice words that start with d”. Daring, dashing, dazzling, delight. Delight. Fucking delight. Last week, my body gave up on me and I had to pull off the Autobahn to allow the convulsions to move through me safely and stationary. D-ramatic. This week, my body gave up on me again. Just a flu, but another reminder for even MORE softness. I spent yesterday and today with Love is Blind and Corenza C (a South African medicine that should be illegal because of how effective it is). When the sympathy flowers from Rachael’s death started dying, I turned that anxiety into blurry images from my scanner. Flower onto flatbed. Smoosh. The words came today. Life is a full spectrum. There is death. Despair. Depression. And there are delights. Life has delights if you’re able to look for them. You have delights if you’re willing to share them. Would I have chosen to become friends with Rach had I known the ending? Would I have knowingly opened myself up to this amount of pain? I’ve been asking myself this constantly even though I know the answer. From my favourite song, “two minutes in heaven is better than one minute in heaven”. (Creating a zine a week for the challenge alongside @megjournals)
Messians! Check the community because we've starte Messians! Check the community because we've started an ARTIST BOOKCLUB. We're reading a book together, and then we're turning it into art. Our first book is Feel Something, Make Something by @caitlinhasfeels. I've already told everyone I know to grab a copy, and now we're doing it for @getmessyartjournal. You have to sign up with a declaration of your commitment by the end of the month. To join in, it’s required to read the book AND make art from it. No pressure, just a more-than-zero amount. Thank you so much to @janet.joehlin who makes all the badges for the Get Messy clubs.
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