YES HELLO, Reader!!!

Happy 23rd! How are you, friend? Life is such a silly ride sometimes. I hope you are laughing.

Here's a lil peek at the sketchbook journal before we get into the worm can:

What a week it has been! Mere hours after my last transmission was cast out to the world I received the news that my circus is dying young. Our show was meant to run until mid April. The ticket sales have been worryingly low ALL season so there have been fearful murmurs ov an early closure. Since I am management, my boss took me to her car Friday morning for a private, momentary heads-up before the ALL-staff announcement meeting. Before she said anything I asked to guess the bigs news. She permitted me to play my little guessing game.

"We are going to close after Valentine's Day, a month from now?"

"No. Our last show is Saturday, January 24th."

Flabberbaffled. Last 2 shows are tomorrow. Sold out doubles.

Starting Sunday morning we have 4 daze ov intensive inventory, packing, and cleaning and must completely vacate the acrobat school space we are renting. Everything is going in storage. Everyone in the circus is loosing their job. Production, cast, crew, food and beverage workers, costuming, marketing, cartographers, management, ALL ov us. The Chicago location is closing as well. ALL contracts broken. ALL wages cut off 3 months sooner than anticipated. My last day ov Teatro ZinZanni obligations will be January 29th. One day shy ov my 39th b-earth day on Friday, January 30th.

I deeply feel for my coworkers who are now put in super stressful, cortisol-spiking financial situations. It is truly lamentable to see a beloved circus and community staple ov joy die. Everyone losing their jobs during industry slow season is a communal buzz kill, to say it politely. Thankfully, circus folk are flexible jugglers capable ov walking tight ropes and turning on a dime, right?

I am thankful for my TIME in the tent ov sequined clowns and fantastic freaks, ALL partying in Mr. P.P.'s Clubhouse. What a collection ov beautiful souls. I feel blessed to know the extravagant ecosystem that is Teatro ZinZanni. Shout out to Francis Bean, the little crippled dog that lives upstairs in the costume department, my emotional support hero.

I have to say though, in my heart ov hearts, when I heard this news I felt more excitement for the fast-approaching freedom than doom for the death ov the day job. I am honestly SO relieved and thankful that my TIME just opened up and my commitment to the circus service industry grind is coming to a sudden halt. My heart wants to focus on other things and build momentum on redirecting my TIME and energies into building a world and reality that is more aligned with who I am and how I want to live. I am so over HR meetings, y'all. I just wanna focus on managing my own life instead ov the staff & daily F&B operations ov a circus dinner theatre production, you know? I yearn for something radically different than working in bars.

So, I will be going on an ARTE sabbatical while I collect some unemployment Uncle Sam funds and frugally surf on my sober savings. I am soul thankful that I set myself up for an economical emergency cushion and this sudden job loss isn't going to put me in an frantic January job hunt spiral. I am going to roll with it and see what opens up to me when I make the space and TIME for cool shit to transpire. Make space to be space. Forge a new way forward, you know? Viva la Evolution!

Anyways, please enjoy this new piece I completed this week. Hannah fingers and Scissor Temple environment for scale. A friendly visual reminder that ALL the ARTE I create are physical, tangible objects meant to be hung on walls and enjoyed.

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Considering I will be self employed here in the very near future, please keep me in mind if you are someone connected to the ARTE realms ov the world. I am interested in opportunities in galleries, museums, collectives, ARTE walks, publishing houses, occult conferences, artist expos, guest lecturing at ARTE schools (something I have done in Ron Athey's Cal Arts class and in Paris, France), and as always, my favorite form ov patronship: commissions and selling originals to individual ARTE collectors.

I am also open to all sorts ov reasonably paid creative side gigs... like holding a boom mic for your movie or writing the introduction to your book. Hell, I'm even open to domestic side gigs (uh, no sex stuff, people.) I am a hard worker with a fucking great attitude and I am seeking ways to support my livelihood that are not tied to alcohol. Keep me in mind if you are needing to hire someone in Seattle to house sit, kid sit, cat sit, water your plants, walk your dogs, read to your grandma, help you move, reorganize your bookshelves, weed your garden, serve papers, paint walls, wail at funerals, whatever creative or domestic side gig you are hiring for please keep your pal Hannah Haddix in mind.

May we ALL forge our dreams into existence and find bliss in the roller coaster journey.

I am open to what is best for my highest good and I trust the universe will provide.

BIG LOVE

GOLD BLESS YOU

JAI KALI MA!

YOUR FRIENDLY CYBERHOOD NEIGHBOR,

P.S. If you are enjoying these uncensored transmissions and you know any other mutants who may delight in weekly ARTE, music and musings, please send them to hannahhaddix.com to sign up for my Alienbroadcast Transmissions! Or you could just forward them this email. Help me grow my tribe! Surely you can think ov at least one human who belongs here. PLEASE HELP THEM TUNE IN!

P.P.S. Remember when I wrote the introduction to this book on Sex Magicians? That was cool. I know I said "no sex stuff" but you can hire me to write the introduction to your sex magic book. That is totally acceptable and in line with my life experience & expertise.

P.P.P.S.L.O.L. I just wanna say that I am SO excited because I just got home after a long day at the circus and found that my EXPERIMENT was a SUCCESS. I varnished my 2 newest works before my shift and one had wet-warping bubbles that weren't allowing me to smooth them out with my usual finger method. I covered the slightly sticky ARTE with wax paper and piled 13 massive ARTE books on top ov it. Worked like a charm. ALL the bubbles are smooshed down and the surface is as flat and unwonky as possible with analog collage work. FUCKING AWESOME! Thanks GOD!

P.P.P.P.S.WAIT.A.MINUTE. I can't send a transmission without reminding you that you are GOD. Yes, Reader, I am talking to YOU. You are not your body. You are not even your mind. The light inside you that never sleeps is eternal. The light inside you that never goes out is your spark ov divinity. How bright are you gunna let it shine this TIME?

☻ PEACE! 丰HH丰 ☻

☻ BE BLOOMIN' ☻

𓃹𓃚 𓅰 𓅬 𓅮 𓅯 𓅓

---Transmission over until next Venus Day---

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