37 Star-laps

April has been amazing. Wild to think that I have just made my 37th spin around this hot plasma orb. Scale and perspective and time are so strange. If and when I can forget the arbitrary human numerology we labor under daily, it feels very refreshing to feel that 37 is a nice collection of moments and cosmically diminutive and certainly not an exhaustive, extensive, rigid history of events - so much more to do and so much more potential energy to channel. Nothing is decided.

The most vocal character driving my ego is just 1/n legitimate voices and has no specific claim to the journey.

Despite the uncertainty, and probably because of it, I am finding traction and peace in this season of my life. Moving to Charleston 3 years ago, there was a lot of the obvious turbulence and shake-up to be expected with post-global-pandemic-leaving-home-after-12-years-becoming-single-solo-van-life-father passing-away-career-pivoting-and-reidentifying-goals-and-priorities; there was a certain amount of expectation to all that in how it was going to feel. But a lot of the stress and existential friction is just the empty, potential space that exists afterward that just stares at you and says “so what guy, who cares?” with everything feeling like life or death but it’s just the same cadence as the rest of life - one SINGLE step at a time.

I feel the need in writing this to have some kind of breakthrough takeaway for anyone who may be reading this; that’s at least the kind of positive energy I’m living in right now. If I had to sum up what it feels like to do so it might be something like: “there are two streams of energy involved in creating growth and finding strength and surety in action and they are counterintuitively collaborative. One stream says follow your instincts, push yourself to your limits and judge based on a personal, intimate and private judge what is working, what is valid, valuable and meaningful and do the hard work that might be misunderstood, mistaken, ignored or otherwise disregarded no matter what. Be relentless, don’t stop, don’t rest, challenge everything in you that says not now, maybe later, I can’t/won’t/shouldn’t/might not/expect not/don’t know how to/want it that bad. The other stream requires validation, recognition, collaboration, mutual respect for ideas and a kind of compromise in vision/letting down your guard, a contemplative and measured calmness and patience to allow new ideas, doorways and new intra + inter personal structures to form These two streams are additive and multiplicative, not counter or opposite.” Or, “find balance,” I guess would be a simpler way to say it. Our efforts - the work that only we can and must do to propel ourselves through our personal choices and decisions ONLY matter as much as they interface with other people.

Let me finish this esoteric rant with some literal things that I just wanted to note for posterity, since there was a lot that happened this month and a lot of it felt very meaningful.

I went foraging with a couple of lovely ladies.

Working on what will be Charleston’s first mural festival in September.

Went on my first vacation in a while, and I wasn’t alone and it wasn’t traveling because I’m transitioning into a new life because my last one is fading away.

I live-painted at the coolest art space on this side of the country.

I sold original work at a couple events on no terms other than my own skill and desire and it felt great to be received in that way.

Being sought out to do professional work that resonates with my interests and my ability.

Going to an industry event for a field where I have historically felt tangential at best, and disconnected at the least and feeling like an equal, a peer, a resource and a professional.

See y’all next quarter I suppose…

Just draw some more

Threw my neck out a few days ago. Probably something to do with trying to work out while sick and then sleeping for three days. Also probably related to shitty posture while spending hours on end at the computer…

This collar is silly, but it does seem to be helping the stiffness a bit…

 
 
 

I’ll just cut to the part where I post a link of something that is on my mind right now - listening to the Huberman, and his guest is hittin all the right notes for me - true food science. Dr. Robert Lustig talkin about how shit our food economy is and how the actual dictionary definition of food does not apply to 73% of products available in the average grocery store. !!! Basically linking processed foods to primary cause of most metabolic disorders (diabetes), high contributor of depression, and drop in average IQ in schoolchildren. I won’t use this space to rant or whatever, but food/metabolic awareness and education is one of the few public issues I feel personally compelled by.



I’m not sure I’m going to have my schedule cleared out and pinned down before the end of the year. Learning Blender, then accidentally getting intrested in After Effects, which is then funneling me into more Illustrator and getting trapped in Youtube rabbit-holes is sucking all my time. It does feel cool approaching visuals in a new way that opens up opportunity for collaboration and business. Already made a mock little visualizer in Blender just playing with the shader editor, tho it isn’t much. Tried a basic text-move animation in After Effects as well, and it is a … tangle for sure. Feels cool to think about the possibilities of creating animations in AE and Blender, even just 2D, but right now I’m just in the trenches, fighting my way for every single inch and foothold, getting pummeled and barraged by ignorance and information… Maybe I can expect by my birthday to have just enough finesse to feel a tiny bit at home, we will see. I don’t really have a choice here, it kind of feels like an itch I can’t stop scratching.



Powered through the last 3-4 days crunching in new softwares, so now I making soup. And later I’m going to draw; haven’t done that in a bit lol.


Happened so fast in the mix that it seems like forever ago now…

Started and finished my second mural for Margot at Peachy Keen - holy shit - almost a month ago now. Learned a lot about the process as well as myself, and Jenna too. I learned how much help I need sometimes, especially when it comes to dealing with my own negative/problematic tendencies, i.e., getting in my own way and not doing my best work. Thank you Jenna <3. This mural has been in the making for over a year? At least a year… and now I’m not sure where my next mural opportunity is going to come from, but I definitely have a more clear perspective on that, and feel crazy more prepared for when it comes. Speaking of which, working with my buddy and creative entrepeneur mentor Connor has slowed down as well. He has a surprise job in April that seems exciting - won’t tell me anything, but I don’t doubt him, he only seems to do wild and interesting stuff, and I’m so excited and grateful I found and got to link up with him. Learning a lot that I needed to know and didn’t know I needed. I hope I can provide value back to him, and every time we work together that is the forefront thought in my mind. Just hope we can keep working together.

Feeling mixed at the moment about next year. I know a lot of good things are ahead, on the other side and attached to challenges and uncertainty, but the more time goes by, the more I realize I just have to stick around to the upswing and place my bets there. Also hard to feel super chipper with a thrown-out neck, but that’s kind of what the prescription seems to be; stay positive through the pain, and treat myself with the patience and activity I need.

Gonna go draw now.

Z