Reposting Some Of My Personal Favorite Art I’ve Done After Accidentally Deleting My Main Blog.

sometimes I think too hard about like. how the ability to record audio fundamentally changed how humans interact with music. can you imagine if the only time you ever heard music in your whole life was when you or another human being in your actual physical presence decided to create it. and 99.99% of the time that person was not a professional but just like your wife or your dad or your co-worker or church choir singing or playing whatever they happened to know. i honestly don't think we can fathom it

I just don’t caaaarreee. I don’t care. But I care a lot though I care SO much. But also I just don’t care at all and never have. But also I do and always will. Hope that helps

I will never understand the hate for grey hairs. Your hair has sliver in it now. You have the color of stars on your hair. You have proof you survived and grew up. You have proof you are living. How is any of this bad?

please try before assuming you will fail at something and become paralyzed by fear and end up doing nothing. give yourself the chance to try what you’d like to do. maybe you won’t fail. maybe you’ll feel a little better just for trying. no one is judging you as much as you think they are. try.

Natalie Shapero, “Good Description,” in Popular Longing

Franz Kafka, 1912

vintage stamps

It's an old tale

the healing adds up- everything is will be okay