Write first. Title later. It’s like emotional equilibrium is some spinning top, subject to the least bit of external flotsam. The day is cloudy and dull – it slows the turn. The sun peeks out from behind the clouds – a spirited pirouette. A missed meeting, a note calling to speak but with unnamed intent – it wobbles. There are times when my belief in my stability is unshakable. Not …
I used to tell time by the milestones each of the boys hit: first steps, potty training, the deepening of a voice, a driver’s license. He’s a young man. A smart, handsome, kind young man. I feel lucky to be his mom.
Showed Connor my beholder illustration. He suggested I riff off of sayings for the posts and also for the sketches. Brilliant. That being said, I have no idea what this even means. Is it that you are apoplectic? Or just that you don’t know what to say. I wouldn’t put it past a kitty to do such a thing as to steal your tongue and bat it around. But I …
Trying to get into that state of mind where the end is less important than the doing. That eye of the beholder thing. In D and D the beholder is pretty horrifying. It’s just this giant eye that has the ability to mess with your mind. Apt I think.
Troy reminded me of this conversation we had over a decade ago. He asked, “What is design?” Apparently, I answered, “When you do something with intent.” “So, deciding to toast my sandwich then put mayo then lettuce on is design?” “Sure. You did it on purpose? Then yeah.” So he went forth and threw a whole bunch of use cases against that definition and couldn’t fault it. After reminding me …
The little grey cells need tickling. 100 days to write. 100 days to sketch. Game on.
Holding the meditative quality of the subtle play of shadow https://photos.app.goo.gl/JNS1jhdyBxWfsaWM2
The animation project came to halt during some vacation visits, but more importantly because the story is not yet solid. Not to say that it is kaput, but I do have work to do and it is in the land of narrative rather than asset creation and animation. So many stories… There is much drama in the world; there is some drama in my own. I’m at the in-between that …
Saw his face show up on facebook. He looks pretty much the same. A little older, his face has filled out a bit. “Would you like to friend this person?” The idea that “friend” is a verb is an odd notion. With a click of a button, we make a connection and define that there is something there. Whatever it is. Something one would admit to. Do I want to …
