Tag: art

How long is time

B. Zedan

The latest Perpetual Edge Case (a newsletter from the genius brain of R. Stevens) had, as usual, a couple good points. I like Tumblr and Twitter and all, but you’ll pry my website from my cold, dead pizza cutter prosthesis. No corporate platform is going to keep your stuff up out of nostalgia. Host it yourself or go the way of Geocities. And I felt bad for my little abandoned blog. And my other abandoned blog. And then I missed RSS. But fuck it, whatever, right? I’ve been posting into…

Hey, 2012 happened, what?!

B. Zedan

I tend to feel like I don’t make enough or do enough creative work. Compared to the output I used to do, I don’t. I try to remind myself that it’s okay! I work a fulfilling, creative job and sleep more and am pretty much happy. But it bums me out, especially since so many folks I know are constantly pumping out notable, awesome work. So when I sat down with my Flickr archive for this year (because Flickr has been my memory bank for years now), I didn’t expect…

Some awesome folks 2

B. Zedan

I bitch a lot about the arts.  I’ve cultivated a fine contempt for most of what I see treacling across my RSS.  However, there are some people who do not make my choke on my own vomitus.  I figure, since I am clearly way too occupied sorting our things away at the new place, I should fill this space with some of them. Though Nicole is second I’ll mention, she was actually the first fiber/stitching artist I found that made me happy instead of raging.  I still had Craftzine’s blog…

Some awesome folks: 1

B. Zedan

I bitch a lot about the arts.  I’ve cultivated a fine contempt for most of what I see treacling across my RSS.  However, there are some people who do not make my choke on my own vomitus.  I figure, since I am clearly way too occupied sorting our things away at the new place, I should fill this space with some of them. First is Chelsea, who’s posted bits of her thesis on her blog, PlainMade.  I think I actually pumped my fist in the air when I read this…