That is the put up I’m writing on my substack right now, simply in case you don’t subscribe to it but as a result of “substack appears complicated and I’ll completely do it later when I’ve time to determine what the fuck it’s.” (Relatable.)
In case you might be this individual, my artwork substack is a factor the place you may signal as much as get an e mail from me each week the place I share a drawing I did and no matter is occurring in my thoughts. In order for you full entry to the whole lot it’s $6 a month (or $60 a 12 months) for an e mail each week however I do know that’s not all the time straightforward, so you may completely be an unpaid subscriber and also you’ll get full emails about twice a month for completely free. The money simply helps hold me in pens and paper and artwork provides and motivation.
I’m simply ending up my first 12 months of weekly artwork emails and I’ve beloved it a lot I’ve determined to re-up for one more 12 months, so when you waited you may join now to begin a brand new 12 months and likewise you may have entry to the entire archives. If you wish to simply lurk and never get emails (or simply test it out) you may simply go straight to my web page and simply choose “Let me see it first” beneath the place it asks you to subscribe and it’ll allow you to proper in.
Please be a part of us.
Right here is right now’s put up:
I really feel like a lot of my life is spent ready for my thoughts to cease its paralyzing death-spiral of why-can’t-I-work-like-other-people. After which the fog clears and I can work once more and write once more and all of it appears really easy. Till it doesn’t. After which I panic once more that I’ll be caught within the nothingness eternally whereas everybody rushes previous me.
I’ve gathered and treasured so many superb instruments and methods and life-rafts which have helped me navigate and hold going, however typically…
Generally I simply want there was a treatment. A strategy to commerce the unpredictable “IT’S-ALL-OR-NOTHING-AND-NEVER-ANYTHING-IN-BETWEEN” workings of my mind to one thing that I may depend upon each single day.
Generally my thoughts is a pointy knife. Generally it’s an empty amusement park. Generally it’s a compost heap of rubbish the place surprising issues develop…issues that could be magical. Issues that could be toxic.
(As I used to be scripting this, substack gave me an error message with a damaged icon saying “YOU’VE GONE OFFLINE” which appears nearly a bit of too on-the-nose.)
However what I do know is that the issues that make me damaged make me who I’m, and it offers me a perspective like nobody else on the earth. And the identical factor applies to you, my good friend.
I began this substack to see if I may really end a year-long challenge with out giving up. I can see the one 12 months anniversary proper across the nook and I’m so blissful that we did this. It made me create. It made me discover. It made me really feel a lot much less alone sending these letters out to you and realizing that you just’d pay attention even when it was one thing critical or ridiculous.
And I don’t wish to cease.
August and September are laborious months for me. I don’t know why – possibly the seasonal change – however I do know I’m not alone. And saying goodbye right here could be like ending the weirdest pen-pal relationship ever and so I’m going to re-up for another 12 months. I hope you’ll too.
PS. One factor I wish to do that time round is an artwork trade…however I’m undecided if folks would do it so I’m asking right here. One time we did a card trade on my weblog the place we left our tackle within the feedback (typically with pretend names or humorous nicknames in order that if I bought one thing addressed to “Government Princess” I do know the place it was coming from) after which folks despatched playing cards to one another. Like, 1000’s of playing cards had been despatched out – typically anonymously and typically not. I bought and gave so many myself. And I used to be considering how nice it might be to do this right here…however within the playing cards or on the postcards we possibly doodled or created a small portray or collage or poem…after which despatched tiny authentic artwork surprises out into the world. However I don’t know methods to do it safely? Options? If nothing else I may simply randomly mail out my very own small doodles every month and if folks wish to share their very own little artwork items they may mail them to me and I can share snapshots, and on the finish of the 12 months I can take them to Nowhere Bookshop for a tiny free gallery opening the place anybody can are available and choose up a bit of artwork from a stranger that speaks to them.
Hmm..I form of like that.
Ideas?
Your good friend eternally,
Jenny
