I started the morning wanting to write about self-confidence and art. You know, having certainty in one’s art practice–one’s place in the art world and all that.
Continue reading#metoo
Statutes of Limitations
I don’t usually talk about the news, politics, or social issues, but here is a rare case for which I must.
Continue readingImpossible Regret
You can’t regret what you can’t control. It’s impossible.
Continue readingFreedom of Mind and Other Acts of Self-love
Hit me with your rhythm stick! Maybe that’s what I should have titled this one. In any case, I think I’m going to hit a little heavier today and share something from the book I’ve been working on for the last several years, Queer as Mud.
Continue readingHurry Up and Wait
This is the crux of my anxiety. I’ve been hurrying up and waiting for too long. It’s been putting me into such a lousy mental state, it ain’t no bag of clowns. I wanted to title this entry, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Which would better capture how I really feel. Because, while the world passes me by, I’m left here, sitting on my hands looking like a coward, and perhaps I am. Or, at least I have been until now. What do I mean by that? Well, brace yourself, because this is the bomb before the book.
