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An exercise in vulnerability by a queer #nonbinary nerd drawing to face their fears. They/she/nightcrawler 🏳️‍⚧️
Photos: @wheresmysled

It’s a hard day for compassionate and brave soul

It’s a hard day for compassionate and brave souls everywhere. I am with you. I wrote about my decision to stay active on this platform on my blog, which is hosted on Wordpress.org and free (always) for all to read. For those investing in Substack and other right-wing VC owned versions of the Zuckmachine, happy to chat about alternatives that will help you connect to your community directly.

Rly fckin grateful to be on the same planet and ti

Rly fckin grateful to be on the same planet and timeline as Michaela Coel.

100% of proceeds of this print will be given to mu

100% of proceeds of this print will be given to mutual aid efforts to support recovery from the LA fires through @solidarityprojects @berniescoffeeshop @chevronoutofpalestine. An original of this watercolor+marker piece will be available for auction next month through @artiststakeaction. You know where the link is 💙Los Angeles has given me so much. In many ways it gave me my self back. The self that wrote the poem on slide 2. When my life went crashing apart, this place and its energy picked me up. It was the energy of the streets, the people, the river, the ocean, that put a pen back in my hand. That drove me to draw again. To write again. To reconnect with a lifeline I had discarded long ago. And with the kindness of LA, I found that again. And then I discovered all these other missing parts of myself that I never knew I had. Just scattered around the alleys and secret desert corners of LA County. And it is this magic that defines LA to me. A kind and generous place filled with people who bid each other farewell with “ride safe!” A place where mutual aid has been protecting communities long after its government has abandoned them. A place that I love, where so many people I love live. Thanks for spreading some kindness in this dark time for LA. Los Angeles, I’m yours. Free Palestine.

Los Angeles, I’m yours. 💔 Heartsick and actin

Los Angeles, I’m yours. 💔 Heartsick and acting for a world that doesn’t burn where animals live and humans call home. In solidarity with all who are living, acting, working to move these dots closer together. Print fundraiser for mutual aid at the link in my bi0

My anxiety is at a peak, and maybe yours is too? T

My anxiety is at a peak, and maybe yours is too? This tool helps me, and might help you, too? I only ever make it to about 15 seconds, at my most focused, before thoughts sneak in - don’t judge yourself on thoughts coming onto the palette. Just thank them and send them on their way! This is YOUR minute 💙•••ID: Drawing in ink on paper of a blank canvas on a canvas stand. Above the drawing are the words “Close yours eyes and picture a blank canvas.” Below are the words “try to keep it blank for one minute.”

Take whichever Rizzo suits you most 🕰️ This

Take whichever Rizzo suits you most 🕰️ This day always has me feeling especially emo, so here are some mulpet / sad lyric mashups about the big t-word. Time may be a circle, but it has some damn sharp edges of late. DMs are open if you’re struggling 💙 Also, if you are able to DM me the bands from each slide, you are my music twin, and I’ll send you a sticker pack and a mixed CD!

I’m 41 today, glad to have finally made it to an

I’m 41 today, glad to have finally made it to another prime number. Feeling lots feelings, per usual. Most of all grateful. Grateful for the nature and people and creative sparks that fuel resilience. ❤️‍🔥 Also to my parents who are the most supportive, and gifted me a hatchet to carve spoons with. 🪓

Wishing you find home in your heart and snow on yo

Wishing you find home in your heart and snow on your boots 💙 This is a drawing from one of those times that no longer exists, done from a place I have left, drawn originally about a wholly different version of home. I miss both dearly. The magic of seeing the meaning of art morph and stretch with distance and growth and time is wild. The one thing that remains true through all the change: Nostalgia is a heck of a drug. *If u are looking for a mug that is angsty enough to match your favorite bevvie, u know what to do.

may this solstice be a moment of stillness amongst

may this solstice be a moment of stillness amongst the circles 🩵

w h y a m i a l w a y s r u s h i n g

w h y a m i a l w a y s r u s h i n g

I am just a 40 year old emo kid, standing in the s

I am just a 40 year old emo kid, standing in the sleet, looking at the grey abyss, marveling at the shapes the seagulls make as they dive into the river, asking if you have any junior mints, and assuring you we will endure.

💿 physical media is one of my great true loves

💿 physical media is one of my great true loves in life. What is your fave kind? Mine is a tossup between the CD and the hand-taped VHS with old commercials intact 📼

The 20/20/20 rule suggests you look up from focuse

The 20/20/20 rule suggests you look up from focused work every 20 minutes, for 20 seconds, for 20 meters into the distance. I have been ignoring this rule for one year since I first heard it, and am hereby recomitting to retrying to add this practice into my life 👓 Don’t worry, I wore my glasses while posting this. (Pro tip: don’t go to the eye doctor when having a migraine.)

It’s ok to be sad. It’s a wintry mix of sadnes

It’s ok to be sad. It’s a wintry mix of sadness over time passing/state-sponsored killing/capitalist excess/personal shit over here. Every day, grateful to feel my feelings and be surrounded by those who are building a world where it’s ok to be #sad.

Saw “loud lies are still lies” written on a ti

Saw “loud lies are still lies” written on a tiny label on the subway last month and haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. Here are some other reminders to myself. Add yours below? To all yall I can trust: you are keeping me going. Thank you.

Please put anything that no longer serves you in t

Please put anything that no longer serves you in this hole 🕳️ or drop it in the comments section so you don’t gotta carry it alone anymore.•••#art #balance #tdor

highly recommend. 🌙 If you are in the Hudson

highly recommend. 🌙 If you are in the Hudson Valley, please join us Monday from 1-4 for a community gathering with @transjoyrevolution at @theasteriskkingston. Because we got us. •ID: Hand drawing in black ink on paper. Words in all caps on top reads “today I wedged my head between the couch cushions and for one minute (or two) everything felt like it was going to be alright. Below is a drawing of Dana, a white masculine-of-center human with short hair wearing a black shirt that says “emo.” Their head is wedged in the couch pillows. On their lap is a computer with a :/ face. To the left is a black and white cat on the couch, named Rigatoni. ••#artformentalhealth #copingskills #dbt #anxietyrelief

Saint Scoober of Jersey City has a grounding exerc

Saint Scoober of Jersey City has a grounding exercise for you, if you should so desire or require it:~find something in your vicinity that is…•square•round•triangular •star shaped•a cool shape~now breathe in for 7 seconds and out for 5, repeat 3x

no thanks, clippy, i need the messy complexities o

no thanks, clippy, i need the messy complexities of human brains i deeply trust for these times. Raise your hand if you’re having a hard time rearranging deck chairs on the titanic at the job you need to do to keep living on this confusing ship that is sinking but also a beautiful damn ship. ✋

things getting me through

things getting me through

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