Whaddya Think?
a one sentence story
I finished looking through years of old Instagram memories (on my hard drive, since I quit Meta over a year ago), and there were so many reminders of places and things and dreams that I had, and as I was looking for one to post for you tonight I just kept having the thought that I’m soooo fucking tired… so I walked into my studio with my Hipstamatic set on stun… err, randomize… and fired a shot from the hip, so here’s an artsy photo of one of the coolest little synths on the planet (in the limited edition orange to boot) and meanwhile I’m trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to do with this newsletter in 2026 to break me out of this ennui… maybe live video now that you can do that from the desktop, and I could hook up my Zoom camera and a feed from my mixer and improvise live for you while having conversations with the chat or rambling on about what I’m thinking about or how tired I am of capitalism and politics and the patriarchy, or better yet how in love I am with contemplative improvisation and transformative arts and the idea that I can someday just focus on sharing those things instead of building digital widgets for people who don’t really care to know any of this stuff… but only if that seems interesting to you - and if not I could maybe make video poetry or short documentaries on extremely niche things or start a cassette label or some other super-meaningful-to-me thing that makes me feel more interesting than just being another trans autistic girl out there writing into the void about how horrible it is to wake up to day after day of news about powerful, ugly, ignorant men trying to erase me from the planet… not that I don’t read all the stuff the other trans and autistic folks are writing about those things but I just don’t think I want to write it myself and so many other folks are already doing it better and more consistently than I could anyway so I’d rather just stick to the things that it seems like only I am really into, like escaping oppressive music theory and modern ideas of art as product to be sold instead of personal and communal transformation… anyway, whaddya think?
For the month of December I’ll be writing One Sentence Stories (OSS) every day to share little bits of myself. They’re 100% true and 110% run-on sentences. Thanks so much to Robin Taylor (he/him) for the amazing idea. Feel free to join in and tag me so I can read along!
My Latest Release
I made this in my pajamas because I never leave my house. Experimental improvised guitar and electronics, wrapped in melancholy, angst, and gender fuzziness.
Thanks for reading!