the closest i'll ever get to marriage...

Joint christmas cards. So Merry somethin' somethin' to y'all anyway.

do you think you can tell

...blue skies from pain?
Not always, but I do know that apathy's worse.

the myth of sisyphus

Upon considering, it occurred to me that a useful tool for pursuing my recent train of thought on nothingness could be something someone once articulated much more clearly than my (relatively - hopefully?) feebleminded-self. Oh those big brain-ed french...

Things that I am doing for myself however include starting an online shop here and developing an un-healthy obsession with this gem. I was excited to see a blogger of whom I'm a fan was reading this wonderful publication as well. Dwell is incredibly inspiring in a shi-shi bourgeois artsy sense. J'aime beaucoup. They're even talking about doing a section dedicated to apartment dwellers specifically (right now it's very home focused - modern living, green design, sustainable architecture,etc). Maybe they will offer suggestions on how to fix my crack-den

And yes, nothingness is very invigorating, but it's also terrifying because it's a constant reminder of how much work I have to do.

I was going for the rhizome effect so this post is very link-y. Huzzah!

merry something

I'm afraid to say as I don't want to be 'that blogger' that's always dragging you down old melancholy road everytime you read (who am I kidding...I am so 'that' one).

Instead, I'll share another small realization, though it may or may not allude to said avenida de melancholia. Like my made up Spanish? One part real word, one part fabrication, good enough for the blog. I don't know if it's my recent feelings of being unduly punished for supposed crimes, or just the sad nostalgia the holiday season brings, but I'm beginning to believe that the world is a morally neutral place with no higher meaning or power. It's made up to help me justify the unjustifiable. The meaninglessness. And I don't 'mean' that in a negative way...it just is...nothing. Nothing is punishing me, nothing will reward me, nothing cares about no-one, least though not last of all me, and the only good I'll ever get out of the world is that which I put in. So where has all the good in me gone? I could really use a spoonful or two...

Thoughts?

crafty christmas

To ring in the first of December, as promised (whether you wanted me to follow-through or not), my latest achievements in the world of crafting; finally getting down to that pseudo quilting I've been longing to do for a while, plus silkscreening. Oh how I'm enjoying it. And I even bought a rubber block and lino-carving tools to make my own stamps! And I'm gonna make paper to print my stamps on for cards and gift tags! I'm so excited! I'm such a dork!