Transmission #10: Butterfly Defect


YES HELLO, Reader!!!

Smiley Friday greetings to you, my friend! Thank you for being here. I hope you see the ever-present beauty swirling all around you today. I hope you take some TIME to break TIME by getting lost in your own creativity & imagination.

Admittedly, this was a really rough week for me. My reality tunnel was tainted by my internal hormonal clusterfuck and the world kept tossing me obstacles and resistance and bullshit. I struggled, mate. I cried and I despaired and I cursed technology and I cursed TIME and I got pissed about my present paradigm. I also got stupidly scared about my/our collective unknown future. I shed big, frustrated tears about well established societal constructs like the need to have money and jobs and iPhone storage capacities.

But you know what? I also worshipped at the Cathedral ov ARTE in my Scissor Temple every night after work. I still found the humility and ability to laugh at it all. I took the TIME to sit still on sheepskin and breathe and zoom out and look at the bigger picture where I always find GOD'S smiling face-- She seamlessly morphs from Infant to Crone- Maiden- Mother- Child- Magus- Leatherface- Flowerface- Fannyface- . MAA. She's in corpse paint with a clown nose. She's cackling into the cosmic abyss with blood on her lips and stars in her eyes. Her skin glistens every color, blossoming with all life ever lived. She is thee Source ov every song & the Muse ov all ARTE. She is the maker & wearer ov every mask. GOD is the funniest person I know. She plays tricks on us all the TIME. I worship GOD by laughing & I worship GOD by singing silly little improvised LOVE songs & I worship GOD by working on my ARTE every single day. JAI KALI MA!

AND HEY! I got to shed some really cool LOVE tears this week due to my overwhelming LOVE and gratitude for the cute, little, round, brown, Wren birds singing in a small leafless tree by my train stop. Does that ever happen to you, Reader? Does the magic ov "simple every day" shit ever just wildly hit you right in the heart so hard you shed wet LOVE tears about it? LOVE tears taste different. GOD is the source ov all LOVE tears.

HOLY MOLY. You didn't subscribe to my cry diary... my CRIARY. LET'S GET TO THE ARTE ALREADY. Here is the piece I made this week while I rode the waves ov my endogenous chemical chaos and the exogenous service industry circus chaos:

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The surface I collaged onto was a ready-hang wooden placard board I thrifted from Goodwill. While lining the edges with black Sharpie I made a spontaneous scribble drawing which has now been buried forever under rubber cement, paper clippings and hardened varnish. Here is evidence ov its existence.

I was very GRATEFUL this week to discover that may favorite India ink brush pen to line my paper clipping edges comes in many multiple colors, so I got myself a lil ARTE prezzie and invested in a set ov 12 colors. It is bringing me SO MUCH JOY & excitement to have color options. It's the perfect pen for my edge lining method and now I can match the image colors instead ov solely sepia tone precision. You can see the new colors I have to work with in the still below:

I was also very GRATEFUL this week for my cool coworker Marcus who let me rummage through a box ov gay porno magazines he had in his car. He very sweetly let me take several ov them home for my creative endeavors. I LOVE IT when people give me their vintage analog porn to cut up & incorporate into my ARTE.

In fact, the first time I met up with my now & forever boyfriend was so that he could give me, his internet stranger friend who happened to occupy the same city, a bag ov analog porno magazines he had for multiple decades. I still remember him walking up to me outside ov the Psychic TV show here in Seattle, all smiles, dressed in leather, handing me a brown paper bag filled with smut while cracking genuinely hilarious jokes. I've been obsessed with Justin's heart, mind and humor since being blessed with his presence and I am eternally fucking GRATEFUL to have his friendship and LOVE. Anyways, sorry, I get derailed by LOVE on a regular basis & there are OH so many things to be GRATEFUL for! Thanks GOD! Thanks Justin for facilitating my worship ov GOD by always making me LAUGH so much. I'm in LOVE with a sacred clown.

Here's a still ov me cutting up the porno prezzie that contributed to the composition, creation & completion ov my most current collage:

Oh yeah and I made a time lapse video ov the creation ov this piece. You can see it here! Everything is sped up 6666%. Many hours ov work condensed into 4 minutes and 20 seconds. It is missing some footage at the end due to my iPhone storage filling up mid-filming, but the bulk ov it is there! ENJOY! This one took me on a ride. Great transformations. A persistence that pays off.

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Okay, beautiful soul, I'll see you next week during the day & planetary hour ov Venus, our weekly moment to tune into ARTE, beauty, splendor & creativity. Thank you for your TIME. Thank you for your TRUTH. Thank you for being uniquely you, Reader.

BIG LOVE

GOLD BLESS YOU

JAI KALI MA!

YOUR FRIENDLY CYBERHOOD NEIGHBOR,

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PEACE! δΈ°HHδΈ°

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---Transmission over until next Friday---

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