Taller el hueco
Fernando Mercado:
Nos olvidamos del hueco por un rato. Pero el hueco está allí, y eso no llena el hueco en realidad. Metemos drogas o licor, pero no para llenarlo, es más bien para no sentir el vacío del hueco… le falta algo. Comida, diría yo. Pero, ¿qué clase de comida?
Alimentos para el alma.
We forget about the hole for a bit. But the hole is there, and in reality that doesn't really fill the hole. We use drugs or liquor, but not to fill it, it’s rather to not feel the emptiness of the hole... something is missing. Food, I would say. But what kind of food?
Food for the soul.
Busta Rhymes on Diary of a CEO:
some of it might sound fucked
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up— first thing is you got to be selfish
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as
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hell, you gotta be
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selfish, I don't give a fuck it’s it's
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it's the it's to sacrifice but without
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great sacrifice and without great risk
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there there is no such thing as a great
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[Music]
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reward, can't have one this that doesn't
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there's no, that math will never math
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you know what I'm saying yeah you have
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to have and I don't like this word but
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I'm going to say it because it's true
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you have to be a little maniacal with
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The shit maniac right that word isn't
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good in a lot of situations but when
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you're pursuing your destiny when you
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identify with your destiny you have to
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be selfish you have to be maniacal you
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have to be
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uncompromising
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and you have to move in a way when it
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comes to those three things where you
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function completely in a way where it's
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an unwavering Faith, like it don't matter
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how fucked up that shit might look, it
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don't matter how much it feel like it
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ain't gonna work,
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delusional- complete
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delusion you got to believe the
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delusion because it's only delusional
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until it
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works, so is it really
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delusional a motherfucker only gonna
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call it delusion until it don't-
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work for nobody else to see but for the
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whole world to see and then once the
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world see it there's nothing delusional
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about it, now- your delusion becomes oh he
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was a fucking
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genius we didn't see it when he saw it
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we didn't understand it when he did
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we thought this motherfucker was crazy
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but he definitely always he always
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figured this thing was the thing to do
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and he's he's stuck by that shit
Empezando la magia:
2/24/24 Snow Moon; about stripping away unnecessary things in your life before the end of the winter
Tarot spread- GoT (lol) deck, -spread:
6. Smithing: work + skills — ace of spears
Key: beginnings, desire, ideas, fertility
“Fiery energy inspiration and communication are the gifts of this ace- great omen of success for new work, businesses, creative ventures and travel. *clear purpose and drive achieve your desires”
KB: “it's been a long time coming since i've felt distant/ disconnected from my creative drive– overthinking my talent and social setting. However, this year I want to throw myself wholeheartedly and with complete commitment into my craft. Let myself pave the way with my word. Be confident in my talent, in what I have to say and do.
You are smart + you are talented. Fill the shoes you've been wearing. Don't be afraid to call yourself an artist. That's what you are, what you studied- be true to your craft, your love. You love art , don't lose that because of outside forces— be more present less dazy ***
The power is in you…”
Revisiting:
KB 5/6/24:
Revisiting notes is so important and I forget that sometimes. As a collector of notes, moments, dreams, books, ideas, lovers, letters and words— I forget that I spend hours highlighting and scribbling notes for that future moment, a moment of need, to go back and reread and re-inspire. I spend more time urgently satisfying the compulsory need to catalog and archive than actually creating more work. I find myself in a constant state of update, a literal embodiment of the loading symbol. However, that tarot reading I did in February is one entry I seem to go back to a lot recently– since. It has helped me understand that my purpose was to create and I’d be miserable if I didn't allow myself to fulfill that gift I was given. And I was miserable, sometimes I still am. Still trying to find a way to spend hours in the studio creating, learning and teaching.
KB 5/7/12:
Un taller— a type of workshop and/or studio, garage etc
Taller– el hueco; es una práctica, a practice that I am committed to doing. I want to make art and see art and teach how to exist through art. For now that's gonna exist in this form- a blog, diary, journal, zine, whatever you wanna call it.
Most entries will be w.i.ps and half realized ideas but open to yall to read and digest and possibly love or hate but some form of knowledge is being shared (taller) and the digital studio (taller) that is this website becomes a means for me to help fill that hole.
The hole (el hueco) is metaphorically and symbolically within a lot of us. A lot has been lost. But I want to find better ways to fill that hole than just smoking all day and having a job that doesn't inspire me to go anywhere. “that math will never math.”
