hannah

when I think about what the "right kind of peril" is, I'm thinking about my tendency to crave yearning of someone, not where it's so painful that you can't cope, but where you're in this lukewarm centre which keeps you warm but doesn't break you. it's this limbo state where you're in pain of yearning someone / something that you can't have but

If your intention is to ‘make art’, then maybe you’ll get a couple of good paintings. You may even get a show or two.

But I think of it this way: I don’t make art. I make things. Framing it like that keeps what I’m doing from becoming precious. And that’s a good thing, because to be precious is to be timid—and that’s bad. Creativity requires

To let go, when you know you have to is like choosing both grief and hope. Hope that you have control over your life, hope that there is something that is more in alignment for you out there. But you are giving up the possibility of the known joy. There must have been something you are letting go of that is meaningful and beautiful. Letting go, for

bluey is one of the most successful children’s illustrated shows. why? - because it caters for both adults and children

the right kind of peril when you’re in love with someone who doesn’t love you back - where you don’t want to let go of them because then you’d be choosing grief, choosing to lose them, choosing to grieve them. but also by not moving on you’re grieving that person every day. every time you look at them, you’re grieving that that person will never be

the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing