02/03/2026
I pop on here occasionally and think of updating. Then I talk myself of out of it for many reasons.
The advice of "just make art for yourself" meant to comfort me or take pressure off backfires. The message gets twisted and ends up sounding like I shouldn't want people to look. That its a conceited concept.
Then the classic imposter syndrome mixed with why bother, can't complete with the piles of AI slop being fed to the algorithm.
But I can't help it. I just want to show things that make me happy. And sometimes I make things that represent the negative feelings and its the only way I can work thru it and hope someone understands, or even better, maybe you can relate and feel seen.
I know that art will also just be a thing I do at night or on my day off, so I'll never be churning out high volumes or a regular basis. And even then, I'm a slow maker. It's deliberate and meticulous. I hate repeating myself and I'm constantly "just testing out" new ideas. My brain is a beehive.
I was stumped for a long time on what to do, spinning my wheels and not getting much across the finish line. But I've been collaging a lot lately. I can work on it pretty much anywhere, especially sitting with my family (thanks to my girly girl for awakening 10 year Amanda's paper obsession! 🩷) and I love pottery, but it can be isolating with its messiness and the focus zone I go into.
I use my Instagram more, easier to use, little quippy captions. Less overly complicated than the interface here. But maybe people could use some handmade by human art on their feed, if it can fight to the top.
What I do know is I've been trying to replace my doom scrolling at night with hands on making. Although sometimes that means I wake up with a scissors on my fingers instead of the sound of my phone crashing to the floor. A dangerous craft😅.
And maybe you need an interruption in your doom scrolling too. 😬
Love ya, thanks for getting this far!
Here's a few pictures of what I've been up to. Because you know, pics or it didnt happen.