Velvet Underground (and Nico) - I’ll be your mirror
heart this always.
have all the feelings.
you guys are all fucking wonderful.
I’ve been a bit of a sulk lately, and I’ve probably given some bad impressions. but—wow—I have some amazing people in my life. and I’ve decided that caring hard isn’t something I should try to hide. hold tight, get brave.
I hate Nico.
my latest zine is up on foxed, and the coolest kids are opening etsy accounts to get a copy.
glitter doesn’t exist on the internet is a timely—and incredibly brief—exploration of—or ‘flirtation with’—a central—or ‘possibly irrelevant’—challenge facing the internet-age world.
it’s been rated ‘OH, DEAR!’ by my mother (for ‘sarcasm, forced irony and vulgar language’). and you should absolutely get a copy right now.
like, confusingly happy
creating so hard
and making sense
so I finally set this up.
I’m not sure if I’m doing it right, and I’m totally self-conscious about it.
but, like, I like these things … and maybe other people will like them too.
Sunday is unhungover (if you don’t count the after-effects of these revolting sleeping tablets). it’s for finishing a lot of ideas, and ignoring the steadily-growing pile of bookish chaos on the coffee table to my right (lorded over by Totoro, as Chaos Spirit … which would make sense if you could see it).
I’ve a few zines I want to work on, but they all involve illustration and, like, I can’t actually draw (exhibit a.) in fact. anyone who’d be interested collaborating, with some pen-and-ink-type stuff, please let me know. I’m way more talented than I come across as being, and it’d be totally fun!
so I just realised that glitter doesn’t exist on The Internet.
fuck, you guys. what have we done?