A font of my own.

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Behold the beginnings of an exciting new project! I should’ve done this ages ago, but I’ve finally started working on my first font. Which I’ll make available on the blog, free to download, very soon. After Oppikoppi of course. But still, very soon! The raw characters need some editing and refining, but getting digital is actually super easy. Watch this space!

It’s a jungle out there.

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A tribe is different from family. If you’re a little odd around the edges, your family learns how to deal with it because the chemicals and codes your biology share tells them that your survival is important. Your tribe is made up of people who share your specific flavour of freaky. These people see what you try to hide and they don’t flinch. They chose to keep you around. They could leave… but they don’t. That means something. It’s so comforting and life affirming to feel someone celebrate your joys with you and understand why you get emotional about what matters to you. I highly recommend it. Frees up a lot of time spent explaining yourself.

I learned the following when I started finding my tribe: Firstly, they tend to move in groups, whether it’s an action cricket team or a book club, they’ve probably started assembling already. All you have to do is what you already like doing, they like that too, so they’ll be there. You’ll know when you meet kin because they speak your language. (My tribe, for example, speaks a mix of profanity, cynicism and sarcasm.) So most importantly, just be yourself hey. If you pretend to be someone else you will attract someone else’s tribe, and trust me, trying to fit in with the wrong tribe is the loneliest feeling I’ve known. It can drive you crazy, take you to some real dark places and convince you of strange things like “YOU’RE the weird one”. But once you have just one more member of your tribe the relief of being able to just do you is very liberating. It really does “take a village” and with the right support and some true understanding you can start living among your natives instead of struggling to survive among strangers. Suddenly, even negotiating with an entirely alien tribe (like in my case, people who “don’t read”…I can’t even…) becomes a cinch, because you’re not insecure about being so very obviously different. Not fitting in doesn’t mean you’re gonna feel alone forever, but not being yourself will most definitely make you feel lonely.

Freebie for your mobile.

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I designed this for my Samsung Galaxy, if you have any trouble with the dimensions just drop me a comment with your specs below and I will make one specially for you to use on your device. Happy Friday everyone!

 

The machinery is always going.

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If you sleep. If the gears keep you awake, eventually they turn slower and creakier and heavier and more labourious. So the noise and the effort adds to the lists of things that go bump in the night and that keeps you from real rest. … but I would rather go mad from sleep deprivation than stop the works and walk around empty.

Freebie Friday doodle!

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From me to you, just because it’s Friday!

If anyone should want a hi-res version simply comment below and I’ll gladly post the bigger file as well.

Have a lovely weekend!

Touching bottom.

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“You gotta touch the bottom before you can come back up”

*This post is dedicated to a dear friend who suffered a devastating loss yesterday. My heart breaks for you and what your family must be feeling. Love you gnomie.

Heartless.

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There’s a difference between being heartless and using your heart less.

I knew it!

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Frida‘s story has been a personal anchor for me. Truthfully, it kinda borders on idol worship. I even carry a talisman of her to remind me of her strength, like some people draw from saints. In the film, before her heart fucks her for life, you meet her first boyfriend. He seems nice. After the accident that crippled her with pain he recommends she reads Schopenhauer to get her through being bed ridden. My heart lept when I heard it. She is So inspiring and I’ve admired his work for so long… I knew he was an important thinker from the first time I read The Vanity of Existence. I could feel it in my bones. And look, I was right!

For you but not for me.

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That’s a good saying ‘Hells bells and buckets of blood.’ I usually just say “Fuck it!” Stephen Fry, QI

I instantly fell in love this expression. After some research I found it only gets better. Apparently it originates from this very, very, cool poem:

The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me:
And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.
O death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling,
O Grave, thy victor-ee?
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling,
For you but not for me.