‘High-functioning’ depression, persistent brain fog, intense inbox/notification/communication avoidance, anxiety termites chewing holes in my brain, overall disillusionment & disconnection from self. it’s embarrassing but I’ve been struggling to answer or even open messages lately. Hyper fixation this past week on ocean gate implosion, somehow a perfect metonym for the ongoing, increasingly nightmarish state of global affairs and unravelings
Chronic cognitive dissonance, collective mind getting bludgeoned with images it can never unsee but is expected to forget, necropolitical nightmare dimension fully hijacked by vampiric governing bodies hungry for earth & life itself, global gaslight. Constantly oscillating between deleting and redownloading this app, I’m so sorry if it’s taken me weeks, months, or never to open DMs here 😵💫 inbox-induced fight or flight, 2024 brain bloat
1 week from today: perra press returns to the LA Art Book Fair @printedmatter_artbookfairs booth K13! perra press is a consistently changing project/experiment in DIY & self-publishing, amateur archiving/collecting/curation, and conversation; I’ll have some things for sale (including my own works and friends), some 1-1 NFS books to browse through, prints, double dolphin print shirts (if I muster the energy to knock those out)🤞🏼+ more. also debuting a new zine/ compilation of the experimental drawing spring semester at Otis. Feeling extra bonkers lately and very behind, so we’ll see what gets done between now and then 🚽🫡 🌎
nervous & earnest 2B-pencil emo guardian-dog stack on Mony, back in January 🎲 my 1st back in years, so grateful to Mony’s opennes, trust, and patience when it came to my shaky & loving skate back in 🛹 🙈
can’t believe anything’s ever happened! pictures I hadn’t seen in a long while, gives me the spins to look back in hindsight to the few years leading up to the pandemic. Scott took these spring 2018 Esteban, me, Miguel ✏️
