Sunday, August 2, 2020

Things I did this weekend that made me proud of myself:


1. I made a painting for Metal Victoria! It's another in my Interesting Interesting series, with a green background, her favorite color.

2. I made a painting for my room because my EE said I need to have a painting of green mountains and blue sky. So I made a painted version of a photo she sent to ah Ma. I used spray paint and Posca pens on a new canvas, and it's actually something that I enjoy looking at!



3. I watched the short YouTube video that Luciano told me about several months ago, of Benjamin Buchloh talking about the Gerhard Richter show he curated. Buchloh is the kind of art historian I aspire to be, he has a thesis in what he's looking for, speaks clearly but still has the language of art history when he talks.

4. I rode my bike 66 miles today with Angel and Jake to Carpinteria. We met Robert partway. I really guestimated how many calories I used on the ride (Strava says 1597, but I think it's a gross overestimate), but hopefully I still have a caloric deficit after the big Chipotle vegan bowl because the honey vinaigrette is over 220 calories!!!!!! So next time I won't use it omg.

5. I found and listened to a book on Libby, which my mother uses to listen to books on her drives and at work and when she is on her long lunch. I listened to Marie Kondo's the magic of tidying up, and it is exactly what I have been experiencing firsthand of the changes to my room that my EE told me to make.

5. I am writing a blog post!!! I have been wanting to for years, and even more lately, and now FINALLY I am doing it.

The reason I am doing so many things now is because I CLEANED AND ORGANIZED MY ROOM! The foongsui is REAL. Marie Kondo's philosophy is the same thing. I am so grateful for my mother and for my EE. My life is changing and I feel it. I even see repeating numbers again, and running into Darcy and Luciano in Ventura on our bike ride today is more signs that I am on the right path. I wonder who the two black crocheted sheep represent, the ones in my room, that my mother made because EE told her to...