A Carnival of Creation.
There is something freeing about being this early. No one’s watching. Nothing breaks. A studio note on creation, mistakes, and learning what to remove.
Black and white photo of the studio desk.
This is what this has felt like.
In a good way…And now I have Dimmu Borgir stuck in my head.
Acrobatics aside…
(Carnival.) I forgot to put worms out for the birds. Ah well, tomorrow.
There is something freeing about being this early. No one’s watching, really. Which makes developing clarity a lot more fun because there is zero external pressure. Nothing breaks, you know?
That doesn’t mean that fuck-ups are never a threat.
I have sat here till 2am fixing errors, only to notice at 11am, that 2am is no time to bloody fix errors. But it does mean that it’s basically me, the dogs and the cat that know about it. Phew.
There is no time like now.
Most of the time now is spent removing, not adding. Which is strangely much harder to do. In practical terms. Less is more but knowing which less is less is much harder to do.
Circus Tent is up.
Oops swapped continents. But it’s fully erect. (Clears throat.)
Bally, bally, bally.
All this circus talk. Step right up. What’s inside?
Bathroom Floor Brilliance: A Late Night Thought on Mental Health and Ingenuity
“There are nowhere near enough mental health workers in Africa, I admire this kind of ingenuity.”
AI artwork of a woman dreaming about bright ideas; a reflection on mental health and ingenuity
Ok, full disclosure. It’s 00:01. I am sitting on the bathroom floor whilst running a bath trying to finish everything I needed to get done today. This short blog post being the final task. So, with one eye open, I wanted to share this quick story.
Mental Health is still a taboo topic.
More in certain parts than others. I read about an initiative in Africa over my morning coffee, where they are training hairdressers, salon owners and the like in counselling. How to spot domestic violence, depression and what to say or do when people confide.
Brilliant solutions to complex problems.
There are nowhere near enough mental health workers in Africa, I admire this kind of ingenuity. I’m no expert, I read this in passing but thought these are the kinds of things we need to see, not only in Africa, but arguably everywhere there is a need to upskill those already in a position to do something about it. An inspiring idea that so far seems to be working. Pleasant dreams.
How to stop listening to Sleep Token
Do you wake up in the morning and immediately; “I dream, in phosphorescence…” Yeah, me too. Here’s the (semi) cure.
AI artwork titled ‘The Sound of Metal’ a visual companion to the Sleep Token post
Do you wake up in the morning and immediately; “I dream, in phosphorescence…” Yeah, me too. Here’s the (semi) cure. “We dive through crystal waters”
An antidote to hypnosis… is more hypnosis.
1. Start with Turisas - Stand up and Fight, listen to the whole album.
2. Follow with Danny Brown - Atrocity Exhibition.
3. Finish with Jane’s Addiction Three Days (bonus points: roll into any album from the late 80’s to the 90’s straight after)
That’s how you flush Sleep Token from your brain.
You’re welcome. “Reflected in light, refracted in sound”
…Fuck.