how do you learn what a feeling means

a comic, a song, a bit about "this class of Billionaires to Watch"

Mar 28, 2025

Crocuses right outside my studio garage door

Greetings, earthlings!

The Big Sad came for me this week. I could barely peel myself off the couch, totally ignoring my New Year’s intention of not working from the couch anymore. I feel ashamed to have such a sunny, spacious studio in my garage, just 30 steps outside my front door, and to feel utterly incapable of getting myself out there.

I can be productive from the couch, but at the end of the day, I feel cloudy and irritable. After multiple days of working from the couch, I feel my core strength and back health evaporating.

It works like this, unfortunately:

Yesterday, the sun came out. I drank coffee with a person that I love. I got out to my studio. I looked at some art. I pushed some paint around. I walked to the co-op in the sun and bought some vegetables. I went to a show and ran into another person that I love.

The Big Sad always feels like it will last forever and never does (an homage to John Green’s review of Sycamore trees).

1. Emma Hunsinger’s comic, How to Draw a Horse

Yesterday I had to draw a horse for an illustration project. As I struggled, I remembered this amazing comic.

This short comic will actually teach you how to draw a horse, but it’s also about sexual awakening, growing up, and being a human. It’s so good that I resubscribed to The New Yorker just to read it (subtext: sorry about the paywall).

2. Twain’s Dear Mexico (Thank You for Joyce)

I tagged along with some friends to Twain’s show at the Light Club Lamp Shop last night. I didn’t know Twain before, but after being mega depressy all week, I knew getting into a cozy room with other people and watching someone make beautiful sounds would be good for me. I was right.

3. This bit from Chris Fleming

Chris Fleming is a balm. “Send in the Emergency Reiki Team.”

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The sky over my crossing guard intersection is filled with seagulls. On clear days, I like how their white bodies are silhouetted against the bright blue sky. Yesterday, I painted this in my sketchbook: