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Saturday, Oct. 29, 2022 - 11:17 a.m.

Another jewelry order from a new place. That’s good. I need to get it started. Every day, driving around at inconvenient intervals and eventually faceplanting into a nap, popping up, and driving again. I don’t know how people act like this is a cutesy and okay way to live.

I discovered that I can make gum bichromate prints on tiles. Are they any good? I don’t know. Probably not. Do I like them? I think so. Does anyone else like them? Some people would, surely. I think, there are so many ways to transfer images to tiles, why would I choose to do it this way? But the point is not the result, I can feel that clearly. The point is to do this process in new ways and see what happens. I’m trying to get away from, is this good? and settle properly into, do I like this? Did the process make me happy? Being pleased with the result at every stage is part of the process and so some kind of “good” may result from that, coincidentally. Thinking about musicians got me here. They do it for themselves and at some point others also enjoy that process, maybe. But their own pleasure is first and the rest, if there is any, results from that. I don’t know a musician who says, ah well, I don’t have an audience today, not gonna play. Maybe they do and I don’t know about it. I don’t know.

Then I have to figure out what to do with them. They’re less mailable than paper. I have to coat in resin if I want the image to last. Do I care if the image lasts? Is that important? Why? I’ll coat one today and see if I like what it looks like. Coating things in plastic isn’t necessarily a step that’s desirable to take if it’s not important that it last.

Right, what to do with them. My friend Ivan had a thing where he silkscreened found tiles and mounted them places for people to find and steal. I’d steal that idea but isn’t it just littering? Is it really a good fun thing if nobody wants it or needs it in the first place? Especially if it’s not “good”. I went through this thought process when I did the banners and now here I am again.

The point of this is it’s stimmy and I love printing my images and so I will print. And I have this pile of tiles that’s been sitting outside the casita for 10 years. I even did one on a ceramic shard I found down the alley a bit. The purpose of it is my own joy. Will the result of my joy be other people’s joy? I would hope so but I wouldn’t be the first for a process of joy to result in a byproduct of litter.

If it’s just that I can’t keep calling it “working”, though, can I? Joy is a low priority in this life.

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