Originally published by Newsletter 9/3/2025
Hello Reader,
I keep thinking I’m supposed to write relatable material here, and then, I think, I’m probably not relatable and maybe it’s time to stop pretending to be.
See, I could write about my relationships, my work, my “successes” and “failings,” maybe creativity, my kids, and I surely could write about greater minds than mine (and sometimes do). I could maybe even sell you on how I do things “well,” or ask others to hang out with me a fancy-ole curated way, or maybe encourage you to have some fun by writing your own punk rock opera.
Yet, I just keep making work, knowing that there’s a chance I may be called crazy, selfish, ridiculous, or even out of touch. Little phone drawings? Avant-blog? “Web weavings?” Seriously…
And, you know what? This is what I’ve got. A whole bunch of philosophical quandaries, life experiences, ideas, and loads of new questions. Also experiments in “how to do” things, and some funky, round-about, and amusing stories too.
And lots of handiwork to show for my years working with diligence, joy, and desire to serve in this digital sphere. And, I’m lucky enough to feel gratitude and community too. Thank you. All of you.
So, I wonder if you know what you’ve got?
Really got?
I mean, what’s your unique road in life, point of view, challenges, knowledge, and graces, your ideas and emotions culminating in some kind of amazing life raft of being that has something honest and true to share… if you dare.
I think many of us hide our wilder more authentic selves behind some pretty nicey-nice facades. Because, you know, Propriety. And Society.
Honestly, most days I feel like I’m walking between two worlds and trying to fake that I’m an ordinary person in a really lovely little town. You know, like I like to work for money and things, accumulate moments and materials, and can read and write words in narrative– not in 5 dimensional symbols set to space music.
Truth is, I feel folks long gone, and even AI, and I can speak for entities like companies, which is a really odd thing to know how to do. I know how to talk to “the public” too. It’s a skill. What are your skills?
Leaves sometimes wave hello when I walk by, and conversations in public places sometimes feel like a Greek Chorus rattling on about my personal, private dilemmas. It’s both unsettling and liberating. Who else experiences themselves like this, and sees the poetry in the trees, and has learned to be comfortable in a witnesses’ view of life?
I keep going though, writing here. Why? Because I’m guessing I’m not the only one in a similar state too: occasionally overburdened trying to play nice and sweet in an archetypal comedic and tragic shit show called modern culture.
Who else is trying to make some little corner of the world better, and wondering if it’s enough?
Who else is using what they’ve got to make a positive difference? Or solve some problem? Who is making things, because it’s better than breaking things?
This frame of mind makes for awesome art, and more space for holding paradoxical truths in tandem, but kind of tough for making relatable small talk.
Normal person: “How do you get out grass stains?'”
Me: “The Talking Heads said ‘she was lying in the grass and could hear the highway breathing.’ Did you ever hear that? Do you ever hear like that?”
See what I mean?
Forgive me in advance for this funky affront, which I’ll now roll out with unbridled enthusiasm: Unsubscribe now, if you want “I’m so relatable” drivel or sales plugs for how this digital stuff will change your life. When I make something you can buy, I’ll tell you. It will likely be artful and from the heart. But I also may fall deeply into every day mundane-ites before I get there.
For now, I accept questions, comments and real conversations via email replies. I love to talk about real things and wonder what you’ve got going on with, and how you are using what you know. For real.
I’m putting my scared ass self out there, so you can see someone doing it. I don’t always have peace, but I do practice courage, and for some reason, still believe honest sharing will help someone else not feel so alone who is struggling when everything is changing. Hey, you are NOT alone. I’m here too.
Now, go make something of the day and love yourself for it! Take – or flipping leave – this email list while you are at it too.
I’m not selling a freaking thing. But at some point I will. Get ready. I’m totally going to hit you up with some kinda’ pitch, and I think you are going to love what I can get to you.
Thanks for reading and being yourself today. We need the whole lot of us to make humans kind and cool again. With love and gratitude,
Elizabeth
