The other morning I was drinkin’ coffee & thinkin’ about flow …
And then my phone made a noise or something and the notebook realm vanished before my eyes as the screen realm eclipsed my consciousness. When I popped back up for air I was like, whoa…shit.
So I decided to draw about it…
This page reads: “The choice to hold, the choice to illuminate, the choice to engage, the choice to unlock, the choice to dive in to one of a million black holes…*HOW MUCH CHOICE HAVE YOU GIVEN UP??”
Then I thought: Daaaaaamn… THIS MACHINE KILLS FLOW!
…so I decided to turn this sketch into my new screen background IRL. It’s helping/making me laugh every time I see it.
My prompt for you this week?
Draw/write about your relationship with your phone! It’s a seriously weird object! And if you feel so inclined, make a piece of art for your phone’s wallpaper that helps give you a tiny more choice back in your day.
Now listening:
They're quite the vortices, our little pocket pals. I've tended to think of them as re-directors who remove us from our own flow-streams after learning of our distractors, and move us into into a stream of anger-addiction, or escapism-addiction. They have their 'pros' as well, but any unplanned visit born of boredom is easy prey for iLost. By the way, do you think FloKilla knows Flo Rida?
I named mine "the distraction box" years ago and now both Rach and I call our phones "THE BOX." Totally want to make this a wallpaper now 😅