living in my own little world
I wrote a song yesterday. I haven’t done this sort of thing in a long time. I woke up with a melody in my head and the words just came, so I flooded them onto a word-processing document until everything resolved. If felt good to do this. It felt like weight being set down. Pressure being released. Aloe rubbed over a burn. It felt the way the creation of art is supposed to feel: a transmutation of…
There is so much to say. And even more, there is so much to act upon! Well, where to start? Wherever you decide, that is the right place. So begin in a direction and allow it to unfold before you. That’s how it’s always worked. There is no wrong answer if you can remember not to fight yourself or your intuition. Just let the moment be what it is. Let the space hold itself. I’ll brew another vat of…
I want to thank the life work of Agatha Christie and David Suchet for helping me escape from a post-Covid low. I must state that I realize I’ve struggled for the past few years. I use to create and share my work with a sense of enthusiasm and purpose. I was effortlessly passionate about everything I did in life. But one small encounter at a time I began to feel that the fire I brought to the world…
Today, chilly and at the very end of January, I feel good again. My mind is clear and lite in a way it hasn’t been for a couple of years. Since I always wish that I would have done so when looking back, I will write about these feelings and try to describe the tiny things that are special to me right now, in this fleeting ephemeral state. Late last year we started a ritual of games. The table-top…
I lost some beloved young tomato plants this summer and I want to honor their life in a way that will remind me of them and make me smile each time I remember. I’ve always adored Japanese prayer slips,”ofuda”, for their spiritual function, and notable aesthetic. I also dig the concept of Chinese wish-trees, the bows of which are adorned with majestic clusters of fabric strips, each containing the…
I haven’t posted here since the end of 2019. Back then, things were different. You could breathe public air without fearing for your life. Witnessing strangers didn’t leave you with a general feeling of disgust. World affairs didn’t suck the life from you on a minute to minute basis. Overall, existence still felt lite and fun. Innocence had not been lost. I have to move forward and come up with…
Before the year wraps up, I decided to give a final shot at getting at least one of my robot children mobile. truly mobile. In a meaningful way. I’ve spent the majority of this year working on developing NoodleFeet’s new body, so it felt fair to show Carl a little attention and love. As a recap- “Carl” is one of my characters, a ball-balancing robot made from the body of a plastic lawn ornament. I…
Since I was a kid, my unspoken goal has been to manifest the cyberpunk world I come to adore from my favorite movies and games. This mindset acted as my magnetic north and has subtly influence my projects, writing, and philosophy. As you can image, I’m happy to see this loved stylistic motif explode in our popular culture with vigor as of late! 2019 is the year that so many of my favorite…
SHE BON: the Suck Choker & Squeeze Choker This month, I began developing my first new SHE BON augment of the year! I haven’t really decided on a name for it yet, but for now I’ve been referring to it as the “Suck Choker”. As the title suggests, it is a device worn on the users neck which replicates the experience of someone’s lips tangent to the skin creating a small oscillating vacuum… but from…
Propeller Pasties v.1 (July 2018 : a recap) Sometime early last summer, I decided to build the augment for the top half of my body: a device which addressed my breasts and nipples! I generally had an idea of how this device would manifest, and I knew from the start that it most certainly had to involve propellers…….. of course. Very early during the process of brainstorming, I knew I wanted to…