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Tag Archives: life
The Golden Apple
They told us to smile. Eyes white. Teeth on show. Beam.
“Ні, ні, люба. Очима. Посміхнися очима. Їм потрібно тебе бачити,”
I am sorry.
Dispatches from the Void. X.VIIII. Thailand Edition.
We’re settling into a routine in Thailand—the house is coming together, and I’m waiting on a volunteer post that could lead to my teaching certificate. Celia helped pull together a portfolio site, which reminded me how much my art has shifted over the years. I’m still looping Eragon at night while searching for a new epic fantasy, and we’ve found a driver, Nan, who makes errands far easier. I’ve started offering prints of my Thailand photography, and through it all, life feels both surreal and deeply grounding with Celia by my side.
Dispatches from the Void. X.VIIII. Thailand Edition.
Visa stress, estate agent limbo, butterfly murder, and Bar Rescue theology. We’re two weeks from flying to Thailand and everything’s falling apart — but at least Mowgli found catnip.
Dispatches from the Void: River’s Corner
River is stepping forward to focus on art while Celia teaches. After years without a steady practice, River is reclaiming the title of artist by treating life like a residency—committing to eat, sleep, and breathe art again. Process has always mattered more than finished pieces, though some works, especially from the long-running Faces series, stand out. These portraits explore tension, unease, and the experience of being neurodivergent, particularly the discomfort of eye contact. River continues to paint faces and make photographs, and is now seeking funding and residencies to expand the series with mixed media elements such as fabric and beads, pushing the work into new dimensions.
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Dispatches from the Void: Food for Thought
Falling in love with Bangkok, one bite at a time. From scallops that changed everything to long evenings over Shabu-Shabu at Akase Shabu, Shabu Chain, and sushi at 584homemadeJapanese food and Ude Izakaya & Sushi Bar—Thailand really is all about the food. And I’m finally making art again, too.
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Dispatches from the Void. X.VIIII. Thailand Edition.
Visa stress, estate agent limbo, butterfly murder, and Bar Rescue theology. We’re two weeks from flying to Thailand and everything’s falling apart — but at least Mowgli found catnip.
Aubergine
Aubergine. The colour of the bruise long after the violence stops and love begins to heal.
Autism. Not Your Diagnosis to Define.
They say there’s an autism “epidemic.”
We say: there’s finally a name for what’s always been here.
This piece isn’t here to educate pseudoscientists or calm conspiracy theorists. It’s a record. A reclamation. A reminder that autistic people don’t owe anyone an explanation—and we certainly don’t need your mother-blaming, McNugget-fuelled theories.
We were autistic before you had a word for it.
And we’re not asking for your permission now.
-ING.
Crystals rising, light shifting, a name forming but unsaid. In this suspended moment, the speaker is –ing.
