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The nature of the waves

I’ve done it again. I’ve been hoarding drafts. Things always seem, for me, to come in waves. The urge swells from within, breaches the surface, breaks, then dissipates. And I am left waiting for the next one. In all things, this seems to be the way, and no matter what I do, I don’t seem… Read More »The nature of the waves

The word 'arteting' with a prohibition sign over it

First, Art. Then, Marketing.

There is Art. And there is Marketing. If you can’t find art in the work that you do, then you’re probably doing it wrong. And if you can’t proclaim the worth of the work that you do, then you probably don’t know what you’re doing. But you can’t extol the virtues while you’re busy manifesting… Read More »First, Art. Then, Marketing.

Interesting choices

I tried TikTok once. As in I tried making some TikToks. It was a short-lived effort because it was an all-consuming dopamine farm with very little real-world utility. Just another carcass in the elephant graveyard of my endeavours. But I just looked back on them. And I like them. I like me in them. I’m… Read More »Interesting choices

Imagining

There are so many beautiful, brutal, exquisitely illuminating human experiences playing out all over the world every single moment. Sometimes I imagine them, and wonder if they’re real. Sometimes I wonder if all our imaginings are simply us being offered a glimpse of another’s reality. Another being; another time; another world. Would that be more… Read More »Imagining

Picture postcard

As I had failed to capitalise on the actual opportunity, I decided to pull the thread of my art show attraction in the comfort of my own bed. And, no, I don’t mean by masturbating, I mean by lying in the dark coming up with ideas. I followed the pathways my brain wanted to pursue.… Read More »Picture postcard