
A 40-year-old Mario glitch is all I’ve been thinking about lately. That’s because there’s a cartridge in my brain labelled “Artistic Practice” and I want to blow the dust out of it.
I have been teaching children’s yoga off and on for the past 9 years, in schools, studios, and libraries. I work with Yogiños: Yoga for Youth, and this is a lesson I recently wrote and taught in one of our adult trainings (teaching folks to teach kids.) My goals with this class are to connect the 8 limbs of yoga to the expression of our voice, to provide kids an empowering space to learn about...
Shitty Batman is a band that also sometimes solves crimes, but mostly they’re a band. In this episode, they get caught up in a battle of the bands that turns DEADLY. And we all learn a little something about ourselves along the way. Except for Shitty Batman – they never learn anything. It’s drawn almost exclusively by hand, with real pens and pencils and stuff. And I think it’s...
The operation of the sun
of all aught which comes into existence.
The first selfmoving being to miracle an other.
A mover which is impossible without contradiction.
As most people did during the early months/years of the Covid outbreak, I picked up a new hobby that didn't really go anywhere. I started "bookbinding" initially for a couple DnD campaigns, creating in-theme travel journals for my characters using a bit of glue, loose papers, and scrap fabric I had laying around.