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Call me cheesy or whatever but Valentine's day has to be one, if not my favorite holiday.
Call it a Hallmark holiday but I couldn't care less.
The air is somehow different on this day; everybody tolerates one another, compliments are thrown around, and bliss fills my heart when I see an exchange between friends or lovers.
Personally there is something beautiful when it comes to love and what i think the purest form is. The sacrifice, the selflessness, the fact it doesn't have to be reciprocated are just few of many components.
Love is nurturing, something all of us yearn for in one way or another, and to me that is beautiful.
Love languages are among my favorite to see whether it ranges from gift giving to cooking, seeing couples share quality time or acts if service on Instagram.
My love language along with my boyfriend's is gift giving and quality time, the latter being the most treasured. I make him gifts I know he will appreciate and he purchases items that cater to my interests. Though other may see it as materialistic I enjoy being in love and being loved by someone who knows the littlest things about me.
Sonny Angels, my favorite nail shape, pinks I like and pinks I dislike. Someone who can bear my quietness and stupid questions that pop up randomly.
To be loved is too be seen, and with him I feel it most.
Maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me wearing rose tinted glasses when I perceive this holiday as lovely and quaint, or the euphoria I get when everyone dons my favorite color and don't care that it's a 'girl color'.
But love is something that allows us to be human, to be vulnerable and open with ourselves and others. It's something we all share, making the feeling of loneliness less apparent.
To me, that is a wonderful feeling and this day allows us to express it freely.
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i adore the idea of love building up to one big day of loving and appreciation. i too am against the hyper-consumerist event it’s become, but i try my best to reclaim it every year. i’ve never really had a true romantic valentine (it’s fine! i don’t mean that in a sympathy-fishing way) so i never felt a longing for someone else on valentine’s day. i use it as an excuse to wear a cute pink outfit and remind my friends that i appreciate them and they’re all my valentines. the world is my oyster of love.
but, on the romantic end, i really like when i see couples put effort towards homemade gifts for each other or special valentines surprises that exist outside of the consumerist conventions that we tend to default to.
i think we should all take efforts to move towards a ethical-thanksgiving-style type of day, focusing on the celebration of being grateful for all sorts of love that may have found you. romantic or platonic.
Jan 30, 2025
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i love february and the season of valentine’s day. the whole month is pink and red, heart shaped things, i love cards and valentines, the act of giving because you love someone, planning galentines day or anti-valentines plans, dinners with lovers, or doing absolutely nothing and hiding away from the crowds on the actual day. it doesn’t have to be a hallmark holiday. for a lover like me it’s a perfect time to soak in the feelings and the colors and the wanting of it all.
Jan 14, 2025
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I cried like a baby the other day, and honestly I'm glad I did.
In my core class I was doing some research on my EE topic, mainly focusing on Marina Abramović since I'm obsessed with her work so obviously my essay is revolved around her.
Anyways,
Amidst my research I took in time to view a fuller extent of The Artist is Present'. I knew it was an all day things, how people lined up to view it and even how celebrities such as Alan Rickman and Bjork sat with Abramović. The main thing about this was to have a conversation without words and instead utilize eyes, expressions, and sighs.
I know there are photos and videos of people crying and such when meeting Abramović, but she wouldn't have any extreme reactions other then smiling or sometimes shedding a single tear. Moreover, she would not move her arms nor extend them to the person sitting across from her.
Ulay was a German performance artist who had a relationship with Abramović with twelve years and after mutually agreeing to separating, they decided to meet each other at the great wall of China. The two started at opposite ends and met at the middle which took three months, they hugged, and this act was called 'Lovers'.
I love artist lore especially when it's about two people who have history together in the same profession.
Anywho so one day while Abramović is seated with eyes shut, a guy takes a seat on front of her and when they lock eyes the two immediately becone teary eyed.
Because it's Ulay and their first time seeing each other in years.
They cry, laugh, smile, and for the first time extends her arms to hold Ulay's hands, to which he takes.
So yeah, seeing it made me bawl and it's overall such a powerful clip. I think everyone should watch it.
I think too that it encapsulates that despite growing far from a previous loved one, the emotions are still kept in tact waiting for a chance to sprout again.
Feb 20, 2025
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I can't describe the feeling whenever I watch one of these kinds of film. Dinner In America, Buffalo 66, Little Miss Sunshine, etc. I don't know exactly how to categorize them, but they give off a certain vibe.
The absurdity that happens is oddly comforting in ways I can't explain, but I enjoy them and the place they hold in my heart.
Feb 17, 2025
I have always adored art ever since I was in preschool. I loved creating characters or even doing my own renditions on characters and movies.
I even took time during lockdown to work on my interest, putting in hours of learning anatomy and structure.
However for a while I've been in a slump of sorts, I've lost creativity and the fuel to continue.
It's been hard, especially since drawing and creating is something I've been putting effort to what seems like eons at this point. I even decided to just quit altogether and pursue something else as a dream career.
There had become a point where my boyfriend gave me a pep talk and to prove his point he had read me a book he wad reading for philosophy called 'The Republic';
"All great things are precarious... Beautiful things really are difficult" and in his own words told me -
"It occurs often throughout the text, anything that is easy will never be beautiful, for if it is easy it won't have the scars and marks of something built through struggle, those scars and marks are the cracks through which beautiful shines most brightly", which I think helped me.
For the past month in my art class I've been researching a style called 'Jugendstil' and got a bit of inspiration again. I want to show off what I made because I'm genuinely happy with my product since a hot minute.
Anyways moral of the story, don't beat yourself up if you don't find something about you or what you make up to your standards, because beautiful things take time.
Feb 27, 2025