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Odd small green creatures with round heads and large eyes on smaller tan and green bodies. They are cups from a candy store and some of them have Port Aransas, TX printed on them.

Mugs consisting of 3d breasts in bikini tops, both light blue and black. The mugs are stacked on each other, say Port Aransas, TX, and above them in the background is a sign saying “Men’s Corner”.

A large fiberglass sculpture of Mario from the Mario video games, and specifically from Mario Sunshine, with his hands on the controls for the water backpack. His head is oversized and his eyes are still somehow too big for his oversized face.

Three tables at a candy shop, with seats surrounding them that look like sugar cones for ice cream, with yellow, green or pink ice cream swirls cut so that they are seatbacks.

and some more, what a fun little thing.

a white house in the foreground, and plant covered sand dunes in the background in front of a beach in texas, with waves and a blown out sunny sky, taken with a toy camera.

a toy camera photo of rocks in the foreground in front of small waves coming in on a beach

a toy camera image with washed out color and too bright light from the sun, the sandy beach in the foreground with seaweed scattered around, and small waves coming in on the water.

A very large shark with its mouth open made of unknown materials. The mouth is large enough for adults to walk into, and the body serves as a hallway up to a t shirt and souvenir shop at a texas beach.

this post is mostly for @jessrock.bsky.social but I am still loving my charmera and am so thankful you posted about it, recent things.

derisively as simple or easy or whatever. clean lines, simple color blocks, concrete boxes in the wide open plains of texas, etc etc. but am oddly afraid to make very simple stripped down weavings. its very hard to make something so simple that has impact in the way I want/admire

having trouble starting march because I am feeling like I want to just weave a plain black rectangle and that feels a little too on the nose for how I am feeling about most things, but inserting some yellow or white or something bright also feels wrong. I love art that people often describe

a 6” by 3” tapestry woven in yellow, with a blue stripe with black and red. a small white rectangle at the end of the stripe.

a 6” x 3” tapestry with a dark blue and back background. The center consists of three rectangles of white, in three sizes smallest on the left, middle twice as wide as the left most, rightmost twice as wide as the middle. In the center of the white rectangles is a shape resembling a slightly abstracted stick or tree in winter depending on its orientation, woven in brown.

january and february successfully woven on the tapestry diary before the end of each month, moving through mud but we get things done, some things

“When filled, check if the jam skunks.”

what a sentence, very very good stuff

I somehow did not realize that jam, like preserved fruit, is a core system in Midnight Muscadines. What a delight ttrpgs are.

my promise to myself is, if i keep up with my tapestry diary for six months i can use the money Im setting aside each month to order the yarn i need to make this idea into a roughly 8” by 11” tapestry. so sampling and iterating till summer is the plan.

the basic idea is a page from a notebook like the field notes notebook that lives in my bag, but all the text is smudged blurry blocks of indecipherable nothing. sometimes you try to make sense of things but its all just a mess of blurry thoughts.

a small wooden tapestry peg loom with white gray and black yarn. various papers both printer paper and tracing paper with sketched design ideas for a tapestry.

tracing paper and a grid notebook open on a wooden desktop with a pencil and a circular sewing tape measure on the notebook. the papers all have various sketches for tapestry designs.

spent a lot of today trying to make sense of a tapestry I’ve been thinking about for many months. not sure I fully figured it out, but progress I think.

a sepia toned photo that resembles an old disposable camera image of trees missing their leaves in winter

An image of the game Soviet Dawn and a hand reaching on top of the board placing a deck of cards. All with a sepia toned filter.

friday

yeah I was really excited when I opened it, it was the one I wanted most! I truly had been thinking a lot about toy cameras the last month but wasn't sure I could justify film, any excuse to try and get out and walk in this weird place where there's no place to walk. thank you for posting!!

A small digital camera a Kodak Charmera, in the palm of a white persons hand.

A digital photo from a small digital toy camera showing two windows, an unmade bed, two plants, a lamp on some books and the edge of a large desk.

already loooooove this little thing

these posts brought to you by a visit to my storage unit which made me very sad and prompted me to finally set up plex again so i can access the 70% or so of my physical music collection i digitized. nice to have the scrapes and hums available again.

time is very weird, life? also very weird.

open, by Matt Davis/Phil Durrant/Mark Wastell 2 track album

spending my evening remembering what feels like a different life lived by a different human, getting very stoned, listening to stuff like this, then making my own versions with a tiny tape player, autoharp, motors from cellphones and stuff i made from sculpy erstwhilerecords.bandcamp.com/album/open

White Collar and Bones were favorites in part because they focus on the grit that makes the gears of “justice” show their own inadequacy. but tbh they are still just copaganda. We all have our weakness.

I have both enjoyed but also wondered why procedural copaganda have been some of my comfort shows when my baseline politics is acab and kill the cop in your mind, but these dumb shows do repetition and predictability with clever variation so well. Its soothing even if I also sort of hate it.

I have been really missing my old toy film cameras!!! I had some amazon return money and got the little blind box buddy, gonna take some walks and pics. Love the photos you posted from these.

In other bw mental health news I have started a rewatch of White Collar which is a great sign that Im just desperate for anything familiar and comforting. Nothing like some guilty pleasure copaganda about a con man and art forger.

A white person’s hand holding a notebook with grid lines on the page. The notebook is sideways and on the fully visible page is a drawing in pencil of a simple tree or branch like form divided into three sections.

By the end of the year should have a roughly 36” by 6” tapestry. 12 small 3” wide by 6” tall pieces side by side. January’s new design is here ready to be traced onto tracing paper after i warp the loom again. This time with my trusty cotton seine twine. Which is basically indestructible.

I was then feeling worse.

But I managed to not spiral or melt down. Which I’ll take as a win.

I haven’t rewarped yet, but will tomorrow. And have redesigned both the entire project and the January little tapestry. Will be weaving everything sideways.

Also turns out the risk of linen warp being rigid which can lead to snapping if its under tension for too long is very real. I warped this in August.

I sort of just sat and stared. About five minutes before it snapped I had the thought, I am not feeling better, but I’m not feeling worse.

A white persons hand holding a broken warp string made of linen. It is still attached to a small tapestry that was in progress on a small tabletop tapestry loom.

A small tapestry that was in progress with dark blue, light gray, white and various brown wool tapestry yarn depicting stick like shapes on a white and gray background with dark blue borders. The tapestry is on a tabletop tapestry loom made by Mirrix.

through the January piece. Not super happy with it, but the diary is about doing the work, getting my hands back in wool, and in the case of this warp, linen.

Then today I ran into a small issue, and by small I mean I am restarting from scratch. Hard to weave with a broken warp it turns out.

In an effort to fix my my very bad brain being permanently stuck in misery/anger mode after the holidays, I made a plan to start a tapestry diary. An exercise to mostly provide some structure and timelines to designing and weaving 12 small pieces this year, all on one warp.
I was maybe halfway

Celebrated new years eve by finishing my Bluets re-read and then falling asleep completely sober at like 8:45.

2026 seems like it will be a rough year in many ways, lets take care of each other.

The Quiet Apartment: play The Quiet Year but the map is the layout of your apartment. The Frost Shepherds are your landlord.

I took pottery classes with anna/mochimociland and she was so sweeeeeet. these little guys are so good!!!!!

related, I realized today I haven’t read bluets yet in 2025 😱 so now I have new year’s eve plans.

gonna weave more and read more in my next year I hope