Category: Weekly
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I’m not too superstitious about it, just quite exciting to know that it’s a special day! I wanted to write about something. I decided on the 13th tarot card, Death.
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Something’s drained my creative battery. Was it the Easter family visit? The dim weather? The messy house? The stress of a looming deadline for my new freelance project? I’m not sure, but it feels like I need to do eight things at once, which only leads to me playing Cyberpunk 2077 instead of doing anything…
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Is it too much to ask for?? Everyone seems to somehow miss MY sneezes specifically. It’s a strange pattern I’ve noticed for over a decade, and here’s my theory on why!
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There is a huge difference between implementing someone else’s idea and being trusted to shape your own. My experience this week reminded me how freeing it is to actually be trusted creatively. Come read the full story 🤪
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So, I’ve been wondering how can I mix my love for texture and tactile media with this digital expression WITHIN a cyberpunk aesthetic. 🤔
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When you toss a coin into a wishing well and ask for love, what are you actually wishing for? What is your true definition of love? And what is theirs?
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What do design demons, wartime bread, and Costco trolleys have in common? This week, I’m not sure either but I lived it and I survived.
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Scientific Question: Is there such a place where I have full, unlimited freedom to create and brain dump, while also staying professional?
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Words whispered sound so different once spoken aloud.
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Watching videos about disappearances, I’d think to myself “The dangers were so obvious! How did they ignore them? I’d never do that.” Well, I was wrong. Also in this post: Near-death experience, window shopping (a lie), cartography, and a letter to No One.
