Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
Just one of my favorite shoots ever, and I never posted it because I’m awful at posting! Can you tell I have recently been trying more? This one is from 2022, and I felt inspired, right now, to post it! Those pants and tights are just 🌀🤍🐬 I still have those press on nails in a bag somewhere! FRÄULEIN MAGAZINE @fraeuleinmagazine Styling OLIVE DURAN @oliveduran Hair SUSAN OLUDELE @hairbysusy Make Up JENNA SCAVONE @jennascavone Camera DAAN DAM @daantjedamage
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We were in Cape Town, far from home but held by the mountains, the sea, and each other 🧡 AI didn’t upkeep community! Technology didn’t put together a beautiful surprise birthday party! Algorithms didn’t wake up at 4am to hug and wipe the tears of a friend and say “I AM HERE FOR YOU”! Endless feeds didn’t meet up over weekends to fantasize about scenes, characters, dreams, lives, love, and everything in the great beyond! The beautiful human hand of Juno Temple drew that glittering picture in the last slide! Or what about the hats Haley Lu crocheted for everyone??!! Or the rap that Asim wrote for us??? Or what about Sam giving you all of his Imodium pills bc of food poisoning?? Or Michael giving you all of his probiotic supplements so that shit (pun intended) doesn’t happen again?!!!?? On set we called it Good Luck Have Fun Don’t Diarrhea we were getting sick y’all lmao I was vomiting peanut butter cookies, still can’t eat a peanut butter cookie to this day girl, that shit got stuck up in my nose bc it was coming UP dear god 🥜 I’m so sorry for the tmi ANYWAY Nothing can take this away from us! We are human! We have souls! I know I am ironically writing this on instagram, but whatever- you get it, right!!?? This is the spirit of GOOD LUCK HAVE FUN DON’T DIE. It’s out now. Go buy a ticket with your friend, lover, mom, dad, son, daughter and enjoy it with community ♥️ @goodluckhavefundontdie @junotemple @asimc @mvegapena @haleyluhoo (Also, “Love me Jeje” was always in my ears during this shoot because my character had to tap into LOVE, so thank you @temsbaby 🌺)
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
We all contain multitudes ➿ Growing up I was really passionate about drawing and painting. I’m a big doodler, but I rarely just sit down and draw for hours anymore. It partially has to do with lack of attention span, waning skill over the years, and also feeling like I have officially placed my identity elsewhere. But I still, truly identify as someone who also craves visual expression! I have sometimes felt guilty taking time out to just sit and enjoy drawing when it feels like my energies should go toward nurturing my acting career. It’s a tragedy, because I believe we are all tinkers and crafts people and souls with many callings. And all of these callings feed each other!! I stumbled upon a sketch book from last year after I decided to take a drawing class. I wanted to set aside active time to sit down and marvel at the human body, and give myself permission to just enjoy my time spent. To not be afraid of being bad. To be surprised with things I was good at. To practice the art of learning, accepting where you’re at, and being delighted with the mere act of expression. I was initially scared of coming face to face with my lack of skill with something I deeply identify with. But how can I explore and reconnect with that identity if I don’t face it? Here is your encouragement to pick up your old hobbies! Be brave enough to be bad! Be brave enough to set aside productivity for some time and enjoy the gifts of just doing something because it’s fun. If you don’t enjoy today, then when will you? Ok it’s 2am now I need to delete this app again lol
