Lazy Days Before the Dogs

I can’t believe it’s been over ten days since my opening, and I haven’t posted shit about it. I just haven’t felt like writing much at all. I think it’s a combination of exhaustion, burnout, and disassociation.

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Countdown

I don’t know why I’m up so early. I mean earlier than usual. The clocks went back this morning, so this is extra bad, and I stayed up late last night. I did this on purpose because I’m trying to train my body to stay up late and stop waking up so early so I’ll be able to deal with my show opening. Fail.

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Music?

I never talk about music, and there are sad reasons for it. You think I would want to talk about music, being a musician. Or a past musician, rather. Or, once a musician, always a musician? I don’t play for an audience anymore, so it doesn’t feel like I’m one anymore. I don’t really practice. I have a hard time playing for pleasure. Like I said, there are sad reasons for that. But talking about music these days is a touchy subject I try to save for therapy.

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