Anti-Anxiety Poetry: The Chase
Do you know what you're running from or why you're even running?
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Tag: slow down
How the Pandemic is Actually Calming My Anxiety the Fuck Down
I’d like to do a study. How many people out there, who consider themselves to be content and calm individuals in their day-to-day life are freaking the fuck out right now? Now, how many people who are anxious 95% of the time, are actually finding that their anxiety/depressive tendencies have lessened now that we are in uncharted waters?
Shockabuku: How Sometimes I Need a Swift Spiritual Kick to the Head
Ever since the holidays, I have not been able to gain any traction in my work. Like one of those dreams when I’m trying to running but I can’t seem to build up any speed at all. At least I can say that it’s not for no reason. The past five months have been intense, and until about two weeks ago, I had not been feeling so great. Then I received a Shockabuku.
Slow and Simple Poetry from an Anxious Artist
Today I long to keep things simple. Simple mind and simple actions. Slow and simple, I say. The idea of getting into a long blog post about how I’m feeling seems a sad prospect. So, here I am, attempting a simple poem. I don’t write poems that often, but today, poetry seems to fit. So here you go.
How Slowing Down Helps Me Accomplish More
I had been working on a painting that wasn’t coming along well. I was attempting to create the first in the series of “breathe paintings” that I told you about last week. What was coming out was the prickliest looking “breath” I have ever seen. It was pointy, sharp, not at all the feeling of inhale and exhale that I had hoped to create. I realized that my state of mind at the time was abrupt, self-critical, and racing like it was running around on fire.