The ‘Max’ Gremlin

18 Feb

I’M MAKING THINGS

I met Max four years ago. And since then, we’ve accidentally bumped into each other once or twice a year, and every year since I evolved. This month, we started making together. And I’ve been making a lot. But first, let me share a screenshot of golden advice:

“It will take a minuet…but in the meantime stay positive, use what you have and keep creating.”

I didn't realise how good the advice was until hours and days later when I kept returning to it. Every time I beat up on myself, or every time I felt overwhelmed or lethargy… I just came back to, stay positive, keep creating.

Ok, now to share some of the output from 2 weeks:

Video

Videos. I’m making videos. This means I am making the things to go into the video, such as new connections, new perspectives on what and how to shoot and speak, new writings and new experiments.

YouTube

2. Colour

**Paintings. I’m making new paintings.** Some are commissions; some are just for me. But getting back into the idea that I can just be scrappy with it, hang some canvas to a wall, and go. I don’t need fancy studios, a block of time or a big narrative to start.

3. Sound

**Lastly, sound. Ya girl is making tracks.** At the moment, they are poetry, spoken word, song, dreamy, kind of dancy things. I will share when I can. For now, here is (yet again, bad photo, but you get the vibe) evidence of new and wonderful collaborations and makings. In session with Ed.

The Rebel

Go on, baby, rebel in your own way

Wear your courage and stand up straight

You see, real recognises real, and truth speaks to truth

So when rebel speaks to rebel there’s no escaping the proof

You can hide in plain sight, or you can walk astray

But the starch in your backbone tells me you’re a renegade

You smell of solitude and passionate kisses

Of love-torn mistakes and near-death misses

Your tongue betrays your disguise

And your gums slide between secrets like a thief in the night

A rebel without a cause, a lion heart to enter the fight

Mr Rebel Mr Rebel, I know you think you’ve gone unnoticed

But the way you held your ground, it didn’t go missed

Your eyes blink with a grace that doesn’t delay

And your actions are confident as you live through each day

That’s why, in your soft smile next to my side eye

We eternalise our connected why

Not as a reaction to society’s love spells

But as a conversation

A nod of coming home to the true self

Musings

“I think the reason a lot of influencers experience these “crises” of identity and conscience is bc a lot of them, by nature of influencing, only experience the most empty parts of fashion— fake small talk, engagement analytics, disposable, single-use content.”
- Alexandra Hildreth

4. Misc.

I lied. I am also making more things. Design things. This is after a meeting with a designer—exciting things about how style, sound, colour, and words come together. Stay tuned.