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I overdid it yesterday. And I felt it today. I had to pop half a Tylenol Extra Strength this morning and felt pretty heavy mentally and sore physically today. But that didn't stop me from calling my kinesio to ask if we can find a way for me
art
Lately I've been asking myself "What do I want my art to do?". I create art because I need to...which is the classic artist answer. It speaks for me when I can't. It shows me what's in me when I don&
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I ended popping 250 mg of Tylenol last night as my knee was pretty sore from the movement. I tend to be a go-getter and am eager to get back up and going so I'll need to keep my gusto in check to not accelerate too quickly. I
I've made some ceramic fortune cookies that I've decided to put for sale and have the profits be split between to two organizations - Atira and Crisis Centre BC. I've been wanting to find ways to contribute to causes that are meaningful to me.
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Above is what my leg looks like under the bandages. There’s a medium sized blood blister on the left under the bandages. I try not to poke at it too much. The surgeon’s graffiti tag on my leg reminds me that humans did this work. How wild is
I don’t do much digital art. I prefer the visceral flow of tangible mediums. But since I’m restricted in my movement and stance by my recent surgery, now’s the time to try new ways of working. This is a sketch of my next piece/series. A rough
poetry
25321 Waves thrashing, The storm was roaring And I was in the thick of it. I’ve lost my board . My limbs weak without air It wasn’t that that I gave him into the fight But as I’ve learn learned in the martial arts of living, And training
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I never really asked why. My mama told me that’s just what I had to do. That’s what all of us, especially those who are not grown men, had to do. She would say it like it was a fact of life as true as gravity and the
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23190 (July 9 2023) I looked for you in your bedroom, But your sheets were cold, No trace of any warm body. I looked for you in the house, But the familiar pit pat of you footsteps I did not hear. I looked for you around the village, But no
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(2019) Her name is Dominique Cropped hair styled slickly and perfectly into pixie spikes, Each point could pierce your skin, Making you bleed and scream, Pleasure dripping down your body, Along with sweet sweat. Each bead containing a drop of your fear and dreams, Begging for releasssseee, Her lips perfectly
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22238 (Aug 26, 2022) I’m sorry Love, I couldn’t show up today. I tried to get out of bed, But just couldn’t, Striken by whatever overcame me. I know it looks like nothing. But the tethers are real. Unseen but strong. Bondage without a safe word. I’
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The photo above is from my physio Jian Soares' talk on ACL recovery at Fall Line Fitness. This graph stood out to me for a couple reasons. 1) It's a great visual to give me information about how long it will take my ACL graft to fully