11/10/2025
I don't know if others are feeling the surge.
I don't know if it's my extreme optimism blended with hope or mere delusion. But I feel that is all coming to this swell.
This point of inevitable bursting. Where artists will do what they have always done and were created and tasked to do.
Make s**t better. Brighter. And yes, great. Despite all the effort to strip this place of its color, here we are, tasked to splatter it, sculpted it, fine tune it.
And that often starts in the bareness of it all. When hope is bleak, supply is low, funds are tight and room is even tighter.
If you're an artist, doer, creator and this found you,
Keep fu***ng going. We need your 3am brainstorm. We need your doodle on the side of your meeting notes. We need that trashcan of rough drafts.
Refine and resource. Rebuild and reframe.
Little rooms become ginormous platforms, stages, and legacies that can and will dispel darkness.
That basement, closet, or dining room table that is your office, drafting table, or workbench, will become your studio, office, or warehouse.
Keep fu***ng going.
Legs up, Gird down, and push dammit!
K I love you!β¨ππβ¨
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