keeping my marbles.

Each day that I pick up my brush, or bottle of glue, or pencil I find it refreshing to work on something that I know has a feature.
I have been applying for jobs since May. Revising resumes, trying to learn new programs, writing new cover letters, checking job boards, and each time I send an email I can’t help but feel like it goes nowhere. It jets out into cyber space never to be read again. Because of this, creating has become more important. This hard time is helping me to feel more connected to what I am creating because even if it doesn’t get shown right away I have something that I can hold in my hands, and look at with my eyes. The link to my creation keeps me grounded by giving me a place to focus my energy. Seeing the progression keeps me sane because I know that all of my work is not for nothing. I am also reminded of how much I need this. How functioning in my daily life, leaving my house, coping with rejection, and finding happiness all become simpler, because I am sane, and grounded.

naming

Naming each piece of my work in a way that references reuse or the environment continues to allude me. Mostly, everything I can think of sounds cheesy. However, there is hope. My 23rd birthday just passed and one of my gifts was a thesaurus. If i dig deep enough I might be able to find less cheese-ball words for what I am trying to say.