Hi, I'm Kelsey. I'm an artist interested in movies, zines, bugs, and cute things. <img src="https://bear-images.sfo2.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/kelsey/img...
omg I haven't done one of these since March. Links are in no particular order. TV icon indicates video/YouTube. 📺 underscores -- Do It (Demo) 📺 How Flavortown Made Ozempic Obsolete (fizzy water guide) I Am An AI Hater How To Do Great Work 3D Workers Island Small Observations Ludicrously Niche You can find my blogroll and other generally useful links here .
but I hate when I justify certain behaviors, in internal monologue, with simultaneous understanding that I'm self-destructive. What is that? Why do I section off part of myself as an audience that I can deceive? At the end of the day, I am an addict. Not an addict of drugs, but of other things. I can't quit everything at the same time. I will give myself grace. I quit one thing. When I'm finally…
Today I went to the park around 5pm and lied on the grass and watched palm trees gently sway in the breeze, as if they were in slow motion. I can only describe this pleasant and life-affirming experience in tired cliches because I'm attempting to acknowledge stuff that can't be conveyed by words or even conscious thought. I thought about somatophobia, the fear and rejection of the physical body, a…
There’s a page in my journal that says Jennifer Jason Leigh in big swirly cursive handwriting. I’m not posting a photo of it because I’m lazy and because describing it seems more poetic. I don’t remember why it’s there but it’s part of my lore now. I saw her at a sushi restaurant once, but I’m repeating myself. Jennifer Jason Leigh.
I'm participating in #100HorrorMoviesIn92Days again. This will be my second year and given how much is available on streaming platforms, I hope it's something I can do for many years. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, from August 1st through October 31st, participants watch 100 horror movies that they've never seen before. The only other rules are movies must be feature length and…
I was browsing a streaming app and misread "eyewitness news" as "emptiness news," which is kind of what micro/blogging feels like, and I don't mean that in a derogatory way, or maybe I do, you losers, (guess that makes me a loser too). I also learned the meaning of percipient this morning and thought about the type of person who'd put that on a bio or business card. I love and hate that person, I…
I used to think toxic positivity was a term that I unfairly wielded against optimistic people who rubbed me the wrong way because I was a depressed person wallowing in misery. Carving a home out of that familiar dread was surely how I protected myself from criticism. "I'm just being honest!" I thought to myself, after spending a significant amount of time demonizing someone who "wronged" me. And…
Finally finished a zine! It's about my journaling practice. I was drowning in shame about not making any zines this year and felt even worse after watching an international zine month series on YouTube--I guess all that shame was actually a good motivator because it got so stupid and dramatic that I realized I am actually not scared of paper ☝️🤓 As an added bonus, making a zine about the benefits…
This morning I have no desire to be argumentative or sure of anything. I found ramblings in notes.app from 2021 about projects I forgot about and then "came up with" again, completed 3-4 years later. I'm like, oh yeah, my brain is filled with noise that distracts me from the realization that I'm acting out the same patterns I always have. I think this is what people mean when they something…