this is a time lapse i made overnight of the resurrection plant i got aitor for christmas.
tomorrow i turn thirty five years old. neither of my parents made it to seventy. middle age.
i am hoping that this next year is better than years past. lots of wonderful things have been going on for me creatively, they always do. i am incredibly grateful for all of that - for my friends, for my work, for my collaborations and for my partner in life. and yet, it's hard to shake this feeling that my head has been full of goo since my parents passed away. it's as though things got cloudier and sleepier. don't get me wrong, i have a lot going for me but i miss being a little more awake and bright-eyed. and i miss engaging with you, friends and strangers from all over the dang place.
so...some questions to start of my thirty-sixth year on planet earth:
are blogs dead? (this is a pragmatic question)
what gives you clarity and/or focus in your life?
what's the best way to get rid of unwanted goo?
you replies are most appreciated.
happy valentine's eve.