Make Time Physical

Stay obsessed.

That art you love to make? Keep making it.

Here’s today’s reminder why, from this passage I stumbled across on the “@letterstoyourlove” Insta account’s stories:

“I remember that feeling of teenage obsession, and I miss it desperately. Few things about our everyday lives are more genuinely magical to me than the way that loving something with commitment can rewire your understanding of time: instead of dates or semesters, I can place moments of my early life inside the year where I only read Vonnegut, the month I first loved The Smiths, the autumn I spent with that Rilke poem. It manages to make time physical — it turns it into something that can be tasted and touched. I want my life to be textured by the periods I spent perfecting a stone fruit hot honey cake or watching murder mysteries. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to one day taste a cake and remember how you felt in September?”

“Make time physical.”

That’s what art’s doing for us — the art we love, and the art we make.

Keep making.

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