Haven’t felt much like journaling.
(Or kickboxing. Or attending meetings.)
However, this week wasn’t completely lost upon me.
A mushroom came and went.
I learned an aesthetically pleasing new way to make juice.
Finally experienced (directed) my first Jeju photo shoot. A Korean woman swiftly and forcefully put my hair in a bun, and I felt awkward- like I should tip her, but I was butt naked, and had no cash.
Bought (and promptly wore) matching Penguin clearance shirts. I liked the shirts because of the graphic. Donovan liked the shirts because they were on sale. Receiving plenty of yin-yang/black & white/balance symbolism lately, for the record.
Celebrated Blick Atlanta’s birthday with BOGO sketchbooks and by spinning the prize wheel and winning a sketchbook.
Witch doctor recommended me to his witch doctor who bagged up some herbs for me to boil a stinky brew. I begin in the morning.
Borrowed Charlotte’s lipstick only to take it off too soon. It makes me want to wear my lavender fishnet Zenon, Girl of the 21st Century dress and finally commit to dying my hair purple. We’re shooting her second video tomorrow at one of my favorite places in the city (Top Secret.) Going with a pastel goth/witchy theme. Needless to say, Mama is stoked.
(Not pictured) Shira Erlichman speaking at UWG this evening, destigmatizing mental illness and sharing her beautiful poetry and recent art and musings from her residency at AIR Serenbe this month. Listened to S-Town podcast on the long drive to and from the university. Grateful for my spirit guides and their relentless communication.
Grateful for my mom who wants to go by “Mum” once my nephew is born.
Grateful for my dad who is gifting me with my first video camera and still has to remind me to get my oil changed.
Grateful for you, you who took the time to read this.
Soundtrack: Rhinestone Eyes – Gorillaz