Sarah Drinkwater

Just proved the thesis of this piece - on the endless selfish human desire to signal - in adding this to my sublime nail painting emoji

Love and effort create magnificent places. Genius inhabits them. People go to them because they know such places and landscapes offer consolation of the soul, and the soul is not fooled by substitutes. We let those places turn our moods, we want them to, they do so easily. Today it is not always hard to find such places, but why is it difficult to make new ones?

the urge to commoditize alone improves a seen monetary cost at the expense of the unseen. We must not think it comes free of charge.

That which is unique, breaks. When finished objects become commodities they break too, but they are easily replaced. When you break a chair, you buy another chair. We know well how to make one thousand chairs. They sit in boxes, lining the warehouses, ready for two-day shipping.

To mend is to comprehend a human scale problem, and without this understanding our creations become strange creatures

When the unique is created, it also creates the creator.

Last year I began naming my seasons. The practice began when I declared it to be "Wife Guy Summer," a joking but real intention to manifest my life partner. It was a great comedy bit for the summer, but when I started dating someone seriously in September I thought that maybe I should name all my seasons...

Season-naming-as-manifesting is one way of doing it, but naming-the-season-when-you-find-out-what-it's-about is another….

Winter is upon us now, and I don't have a name for this season yet. But December and winter for me is always dream season, so perhaps I will call it that. Winter is for reflecting and clarifying, and dreams are for knowing and for inventing—for we know in part, and we prophesy in part. I have recommended to you the benefits of dreaming, and of naming your seasons. I hope that you join me in the great experiment.