Sean M Puckett

Portrait and fine-art photographer. Radical programmer. Culture activist. Passionate & opinionated, yet kindly. Mind the froth.

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The classic fork-dressed peanut butter cookie recipe is 1C pb + 1/2C sugar + 1 egg. I wanted to improve it, and also make it easier to prep. At least in that one makes less mess. Have you ever tried to measure 1C of pb? But that's dumb when you could just weigh out 250g. So there's that reason gone. Anyway. We like these.  They taste like food.

Preheat oven to 325F & grease two cookie trays/half sheet pans.

Prep get

  • 400g of lightly salted snacking peanuts. 
  • 100g of roasted almonds (not salted).
  • 250g of white sugar

Put all of that in a food processor and whiz it up until it's gone past powder and is starting to clump up again. At this point I turn it out into a mixing bowl, then add

  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract

Use a scraper or disher to mix thoroughly. It will get extremely sticky.

Use a spoon or a disher to portion balls of dough onto the trays, leaving some room for expansion. Use a fork to smash them flat. You'll probably need to grease the fork or it'll stick.  

Bake at 325F for 11-15 minutes or until they smell done / are lightly browned.  Remove with a spatula (which will probably also need to be greased). Let them cool on a rack for 10 minutes to firm up.

Edited to add: if you want them to stay soft-ish, put them in a covered container after they cool down. If you like them crisp, let them stay out for a while. At least this works in the winter when the humidity is low.

Oh I love recipes with weights! Really speeds things up. And renders very reproducible results.

In a way, these are like peanut butter cookies made with almond flour.
Yeah we just toss the bowl on the kitchen scale and hit tare and go to town. So, so much easier. And not having to clean a buncha measuring cups is boss.
I like this a lot. Thank you!
Good luck with them. They're so good they disappear fast. I think the three of us put down 24 of them in less than a day last weekend? But you know, meal replacement. (They're so good.)
Pb/KCN cookies are considerably less safe.
I have a recipe that requires a cup of ketchup (I have a set of American measures specifically for dealing with this sort of guideline). Inevitably I wind up with probably about a tablespoon of said ketchup stuck inside the cup measure; also inevitably there is ketchup elsewhere, but not in the designated mixing bowl.
Waider 1/7
The Wonder Cup (, not an endorsement of a particular retailer) is superb for when we have to measure goopy things by volume. You lose only a small smear of the goods.
Good to know! I've seen those gadgets and always wondered if they were any good. Anything that gets the Dawn Keenan Seal of Approval™ is a keeper in my book!
I giggled over "they taste like food."
These bad boys (slaps the roof) look like cookies but eat like a meal!

A recap of episodic things from our list. Netflix unless otherwise noted. 

  • Ted Lasso (Apple) is fantastic. 
  • Madoka Magica, anime. Dark subversion of Magical Girl genre.  Excellent.
  • Sailor Moon Crystal, anime. Fluffy, unintentionally hilarious. Watching it across from Madoka Magica was really something.
  • DS9. We never watched it all before, so we started fresh.
  • My Love. Slow paced, pleasant doc of very old people who love each other. 
  • Way of the Househusband, live-action anime (fansub). Brilliant.
  • Squid Game. Bailed out after one episode. Antiheroes everywhere, glorified gore fest.
  • Headspace Guide to Meditation, short doc episodes. d likes it.
  • Aggretsuko, anime. Starts off goofy, gets deep, but also hilarious.
  • Age of Samurai, live-action doc. It was okay, if gory. Too many white people narrating though.
  • Korean Cold Noodle Rhapsody, food doc. Interesting history but watching people cram wads noodles in their face was not pleasant.
  • Eden, anime. Short futuristic series, lovely visuals. Cute, pleasant.
  • Chef's Table BBQ, food doc. A bit "look at these people" but interesting.
  • Masters of the Universe: Revelation. It isn't She-Ra but it made the man-children angry so worth a watch.
  • High on the Hog, doc about Black influence on American cooking. Highly recommended.
  • Legend of Korra, we tried, we really tried, but the voice acting is just so bad, and the characters act so inconsistently and stupidly.
  • Nadiya Bakes, British baking doc. She's irresistably perky but much of what she bakes we can't eat.
  • Taco Chronicles, food doc (en español). This was wonderful.
  • Black Lightning, superhero. Really well done but didn't stick for us.
  • Lupin (en français), heist. Honestly just watch Volume 1 and imagine they capped it off rather than put in the final twist. Omar Sy is great tho.
  • Luna Nera, fantasy (Italian). Didn't stick either, a bit grating at times.
  • Raja, Rasoi aur Anya Kahaniyan (India), food doc. Season 1 is a wonderful tour of the different regions of India, their cuisines, and how the various ruling classes affected what people eat.
  • School Nurse Files (Korean), fantasy/horror. Didn't stick.
  • Midnight Diner / Tokyo Stories, short stories in Japan. This is pretty good stuff in general, though some episodes are uneven.
  • Umbrella Academy, superhero. We choose to believe that everyone dies at the end of Season 1, and are glad there won't be any more.
  • The Good Place. Oh fuck yes.
  • Stranger Things. This is pretty good!
  • Food Wars, anime. We bailed, it was kinda boring.
  • Street Food, doc. This series is very good.
  • Korean Pork Belly Rhapsody, doc. Two episode series, quite interesting.

Well that's what Netflix said we watched in 2021.

9/30 '21 8 Comments
I really want to see Ted Lasso but really don't want to deal with Apple TV...

My brother swears by Stranger Things and even tried to get the Chipmunks to watch it. It just doesn't hit with me, for some reason.

I remember watching the pilot of DS9 when it very first aired! It (and the series) felt so groundbreaking at the time. Now it seems as clunky as Next Generation to me, though I still like it best of the older stuff, over NG and even Voyager. I've lovedLovedLOVED the new Discovery and can't wait for a new season. LOVE. (And Paramount+ is cheap, which is nice.)

Is there something I'm missing in The Good Place? I mean, I get that it's clever, but I ... I don't know. It just feels like endless sketch comedy but not far enough off the rails to make me laugh? Maybe it's because I have no attachment to a Judeo-Christian moral universe, so subverting that universe also doesn't interest me much? I wish I knew! I feel as though everyone else is enjoying a joke that I just don't get. lol
Anne Mollo 9/30 '21
I couldn't get into The Good Place, either. It felt too.... I dunno, "perky". I had this problem with Kimmy Schmidt, as well.
Karen Kuhl 9/30 '21
I repeatedly wanted to nope out of The Good Place. Once you realize how subversive it's being, it starts bringing satisfaction.
DS9 is I think the first of Roddenberry's children to bring makeup (prosthetics), writing, and acting to a consistently high level. The ensemble cast and A/B plot structure of many episodes are challenges not always easily overcome. The costumes are a bit of a wreckage IMO.
Stranger Things has been mostly visually challenging due to the use of strobes, which I cannot watch even with eyes closed.
As for Ted Lasso, it's not a comedy. It is a drama that centers on joy in a 3-season arc, and we as a society don't have stories about joy in our heart.
Dawn Keenan 10/1 '21
I’d say if the Good Place doesn’t click for you after a season, then it won’t. But it will. 😁
Thomas Boutell 10/2 '21
Enjoy DS9! It feels like the Western of ST series to me. *blows smoke off pistol, tips hat*
Karen Kuhl 9/30 '21
My mileage may vary.

Ted Lasso: best viewed from outside the conventions. Have been following people's week by week reactions to Season 2 and looking forward to the next part of the 3-season arc.
Madoka Magica: tolerable, far too reminiscent of the way the dominant in our culture twist people and circumstances to their own ends. Similar to Neon Genesis Evangelion in a way.
Sailor Moon Crystal, Masters of the Universe, Eden: highly enjoyable, easy to pick up and follow, characters using unconventional strengths effectively.
My Love: in a way, a documentary about health care.
Headspace Guide to Meditation and Guide to Sleep: helpful albeit somewhat fluffy and white-buddhist.
Korean Cold Noodle Rhapsody and Pork Belly: quite enjoyable.
Legend of Korra: I would like to continue this, with the original voice acting. Perhaps on my own to avoid commentary about the production values and decisions made by characters.
Nadiya Bakes: enunciation, enthusiasm, and a surprisingly large portion of wheat-free recipes.
Black Lightning: I was enjoying this but we stopped. I've read up on where it goes, because I had to know what happens and we won't be seeing any more.
Lupin: Season 2 was entirely necessary and well done. Open to but not seeking out a third season, since it's not clear where they could take it that remains true to the original intent.
Luna Nera: learning the secret S doesn't know ruined what interest I had in finishing this.
The Good Place. Oh fuck yes only after most of a season of oh fuck no and several places of meh. Can see how someone would groove on a second review of this clearly complete story.
Stranger Things. Good acting all around, lots of callouts to the 80s in suburban US, far too much unpleasant visual noise.
Food Wars: too much fanservice, though the premise and characters were interesting.
Dawn Keenan 10/3 '21
Given the international series in your feed and the fact you tried School Nurse Files at all, you might try Mystic Pop Up Bar. It's sweet and fluffy and its weaknesses are oddly strengths. I wanted School Nurse Files to be as good, and stuck it out longer than I should have hoping it'd turn into MPB or something like... but no. School Nurse Files did not work. Way of the House Husband is everything. I'm profoundly sad there's not more of it. Except I'm not really sure there should be. Its brevity may be its perfection. Also, my husband needs a shiba inu apron now.
Legend of Korra ...

Before watching: We want more Avatar! This looks like more Avatar, let's watch it! Very excited!

After a episode or two: Ugh. The little pet red panda looking thing is cute, but this is NOT Avatar. Sadness.

The covid response in Ontario is nearly as much of a cluster-fuck as if they were intentionally trying to kill people.  For all I know, they are, but they are not as good at it as I'd expect competent mass-murderers to be. So, it's probably not malice, just the standard intentional incompetence of big-c Conservative/Republicans trying to ruin faith in government.

Anyway, the vax rollout has been just a god damn circus with a tidal wave of clown cars. Multiple appointment systems, different vaxxines with different providers, different eligibility criteria, changing literally by the day. 

I'd signed up to be notified when appointments were available for the "less desirable" AZ vax at my local pharmacies, but since these computer-based systems can't make instantaneous appointments when people who are supposed to be there simply don't show up, and given that a lot of low-information people are simply refusing their opportunities to get the AZ poke, I figured I'd just walk over to a pharmacy and just camp for a while and if someone didn't show up I could take their shot instead.

This turned out to be a winning strategy; in fact for the half hour I was at the pharmacy filling out forms and post-poke waiting to see if I had an allergic reaction, no one else came in for vax at all, which is appalling. 

People's risk-assessment for the blood clots a few folks people have got from AZ is really off-kilter. Undoubtedly due to the relentless hunger for media to have something, anything to talk about. Oh noes, danger! Danger!

The way I saw someone on the twitters talk about it, a Black man is 1000x more likely to be killed by a cop than anyone is of getting a blood clot from AZ, but I don't see them pulling cops off the streets.


Anyway, I was not expecting to get poked anytime soon but, there we go!

4/15 '21 1 Comment
Yay for you!

Yeah, the issues with blood clots or with stopping vaccine roll-out or people being freaked out... It's kind of a no-win situation. If officials *don't* publicize/halt/react to the harm data, it will come back and bite everyone in the ass HARD, cause worse hesitancy (and thus death). But acknowledging it has equally bad drawbacks... for basically the same reasons.

I, like so many women, hear about the blood clot risk and a few things go through my mind:

1. "Yeah well, if they'd use more women in study groups..."
2. "Are you serious?? Have you SEEN the warning labels on birth control?! This is NOTHING!"
3. It's easy for me to scoff; I'm getting the Pfizer shot. I might (irrationally) feel different if it were AZ or JJ...

But mostly what I think is I've been cooped up and isolated from other people for way too long.
Anne Mollo 4/15 '21

It should be obvious that when an enormous weight is lifted from your shoulders, your natural reaction is to want to sleep for a long time. The body, so used to having that extra hit of cortisol and adrenaline, now doing with less, realizes that shit comes with a cost.

1/20 '21

Making goodies for a local friends holiday treat swap; my choice is usually fudge. (Real fudge, the boiled sugar kind.) The ingredients are cheap, it doesn't require making a lot of dirty dishes or heating up the oven. There's almost infinite variety of flavours. You can scale the recipe up and down trivially. And people frigging love it. 

What's new this time is that we don't have a cooktop. (I may have mentioned this before.) Not even a hot plate. What we do have is an Instant Pot. Turns out the IP's sauté function turns the thing into a versatile stovetop pot simulant. There are three temperature settings more or less corresponding to low, medium and high heat on a modest burner. The pot insert is heavy so even with the bang-bang thermostatic control, there's good thermal inertia for the ingredients. Anyway, so, yeah, making fudge with an IP. It's a thing.

First batch was a buttercream. 3c sugar, 1 cup 10% cream, 1/2c butterscotch ice cream, 1tbs butter, pinch of salt. 

Second batch was a lactose-free maple. 3c sugar, 1/4c dark-ass maple syrup, 1c almond milk, 1tbs butter, tsp corn syrup, 1/2tsp maple flavour, pinch of salt.

Tonight I'll be making chocolate, which will probably be something like 2c sugar, 1c semisweet chocolate chips, 1/4 cocoa, 1c cream, and a pinch of salt, toss in some vanilla once it's cooled.

And tomorrow it'll be Saskatoonberry cream, most likely 2.5c sugar, 1c Saskberry jam blended with 1c cream, and a pinch of salt.

How I fudge with an Instant Pot:

  • Put the stuff that needs cooked in the insert, stir it up, and set sauté program on low until it starts to bubble, stirring occasionally.
  • Stir a bit, scrape down the sides, then set sauté program to medium.
  • Get your candy thermometer out and watch it like a hawk until you reach 234F then immediately turn off the IP.
  • Remove the insert and put it on a trivet to cool, somewhere it will absolutely not be fucked with in any way.
  • Wait about an hour, during which time you prepare your fudge receiving tray. I use a large springform pan with the removable bottom wrapped in clingfilm, strapped in tight. A little oil on the sides to help.
  • Get your rubber spatula, toss in any adjuncts that don't want boiled or melted, then pick up the insert and tilt it and start beating the crap out of the fudge mixture.
  • After about 2-3 minutes (may be more, may be less) it will get harder to stir and that's not just your arm, because you can see the shiny surface of the sugar is starting to look a little bit dull here and there.
  • Immediately pour it all into the tray, scraping out everything.
  • Let the tray cool for a couple hours until it fully sets, then if you are me you can pop open the springform and gently peel the plastic off a pizza-sized circle of fudge. Divide and place into a reasonably airtight container.
  • Fudge tastes better the next day.

Scraping out the bits from the instant pot is cook's privilege, though of course you can assign the chore to anyone you'd like to have a sugar rush.

12/15 '20 2 Comments
You are really impressive. We have an Instant Pot, but not a candy thermometer. This might be a fun science project for January when Ted needs activities that count as job skills training.
The really great thing about fudge is that you can always use the result even if it’s not fudge!
Sean M Puckett 12/15 '20

We get a farm food box every Saturday. It's a good price for what's in it, and also supports a non-profit that gives food to folks who can't pay for it. So that's cool. Anyway, sometimes we get a bunch of cilantro, so I make pesto. Here's the recipe!

  • About a quarter cup of almonds. Maybe third cup? Into the food processor.
  • About a tablespoon of sea salt. That's too much. But it's pesto so who cares.
  • A teaspoon-ish of assorted dried "italian" herbs because I'm lazy.
  • Okay chop that up for a bit until it looks like breadcrumbs?
  • Now put in the cilantro. As much as will fit.
  • Chop that up until it packs down.
  • The rest of the cilantro now. Yes, all of it.
  • Chop chop chop chop.
  • Add like a quarter cup of olive oil?
  • And a tablespoon of lemon juice, or lime if you got it.
  • Whir it up for a while until it holds together.
  • OH YEAH don't forget a tablespoon or so of minced garlic or like 4-6 cloves.
  • Pulse and scrape down and pulse until it looks like pesto.

Remember don't lick the sharp thing.

Everyone's got their own recipe I guess.

10/25 '20 5 Comments
It never occurred to me to make pesto out of cilantro. (I loooooove cilantro!) Regular basil pesto is... fine, but I have the feeling I would put your cilantro pesto (especially if it's made with lime! *gasp!*) on evvvveryyythiiiiiing.

Thank you for this recipe! It sounds glorious!
This is the kind of pesto where your partner sniffs your skin much later and says "you smell funny" and you say "i bet it was the pesto" and they sniff you again and say, "yeah!"
Sean M Puckett 10/27 '20
This made me audibly chuckle.

Also: "I bet it was the pesto" has such a fun cadence! I just said it out loud a bunch of times. :-)
This is a charming recipe.
Thomas Boutell 10/25 '20
I love cilantro but I'm not sure I'd like it as pesto.
Anne Mollo 10/28 '20

There are barely two months left before the American election is stolen. The only way for the people to keep the republic from descending into fascism is a mass general strike. And don't bloody wait. Do it now. There's no more time to sit on the sidelines. You have to do it, and hold it, until they crack, and impeach the fucker before the election. Not after.

8/31 '20

Every day I make some art. Sometimes I hate it, or just don't care about it. Sometimes it's really good.  I find it somewhat disturbing how much I get out of other people liking my art. And also disturbing that I find it disturbing. Why shouldn't I feel good when my efforts are validated by others? We are social animals; acceptance by the tribe is an essential brain nutrient.

I really like acting. I haven't been doing it since I moved to Toronto. But I am reminded because acting on stage gives that kind of instant acceptance/validation. I've done a little work on camera but since I honestly can't stand to see video of myself (or hear recordings of my voice) it doesn't mean much to the wee little narcissist in me. If I was to take up acting again I'd have to find those few shows where the director isn't too particular about having every line delivered every time with the exact same words.

Choir is really nice but like any kind of live performance, extremely not recommended until there's a vaccine for the pandemic. 

I'm specifically not freaking out about how it's basically September.

I guess that's it for now.

8/27 '20 6 Comments
I felt similarly when I started podcasting. I got sick of the best I could hope for, as a playwright, being a staged reading. The kind of plays I could write and get read were really limited. With audio drama, I can do a lot more, but I can’t hear the audience.
Real question: what is the process by which the three of you connect the drive to produce art that is satisfying to you and pleasing to others to acceptance/validation? And what/who is it you feel is accepted or validated?

I'm just sitting here trying to dig into why I enjoy the art and craft of storytelling, either (or both) as a writer and a performer. I'm not tracking whatever connection is happening for you between ... okay, I don't even know how to articulate it, because I don't think I understand it. Ugh.

So, you feel ... guilty? or? when someone enjoying your art makes you happy? Or guilty that you feel guilty? And then annoyed for feeling either way? There seem to be a lot of loops back and forth, and they don't seem inherently connected to me. Help!

I DO understand how medium can be everything. Live storytelling and audio-only storytelling are both really good, but video storytelling completely loses me. And I definitely think it's an audience response awareness issue. If it's live, I'm in the audience, I can see the teller the whole time, hear everything; it's very immersive. And if it's audio-only, I can be completely sound-focused, so again I'm an immersed listener, able to perceive all of the available sensory input from both teller and audience the whole time. Video on the other hand, is a lot of cutting back and forth, peekaboo style. Sometimes you see the teller, sometimes the audience, sometimes you can hear one or the other better. And it's distracting and "flattening" for me. So I end up feeling bored and disconnected. So it always amazes me when people watch video of me doing storytelling and like it. Not because I don't like how I look or sound (it's fine; it's me), but because they're able to process the art in a way I can't.

Interestingly, I *don't* feel that way about cinematic experiences. I LOVE watching movies (and TV, etc.), but that's a very highly planned and orchestrated and edited kind of storytelling. I can not only enjoy the end product but simultaneously nerd out on the all of the craft employed to create it.

Anyway, rambling now.
Anne Mollo 8/28 '20

Thank you for the food for thought.
>what is the process by which the three of you connect the drive to produce art that is satisfying to you and pleasing to others to acceptance/validation? And what/who is it you feel is accepted or validated?
I was about to smoosh into the couch with a big glass of wine, my knitting, and my tablet, to watch Logan Lucky on Amazon, because it's a dumb comedy with hot people in it and that's pretty much what I need right now. Then I thought, "write your own dumb comedy with hot people in it," and now I'm at the kitchen table with my laptop. What's the drive? Some of it is "to solve the puzzle."

I have a character who wants to do X, but comes up against Y, and in order to surmount obstacle Y and get to X, she has to do Z. I have a puzzle I need to solve. I have to solve that puzzle with the rules of a particular craft. It's not a painting, it's not a pen, it's a drama, and that's how I'm going to solve it, just like how you use a corkscrew to open wine or chopsticks to eat sushi.

One of the dearest pictures in my phone is something that won't make any sense to anyone but me. It's the audience, viewed from the back, waiting to watch the play I had showcased at the end of my MFA experience (rant redacted, but available upon request). You can't tell who anyone in the picture is except Jill (white spiky hair sticking up).

The feeling that was important to me in that moment is, "I'm about to get confirmation that my theory about human behavior is correct."

The play had a lot of overlapping dialogue in it. If my theory was correct, the overlapping dialogue would come out like a chaotic sound collage, punctuated by moments of meaning, aurally showing the protagonist's dilemma (chaos) but a situation worth saving (meaningful punctuations).
I got a whole steaming pile of "this will never work and it's not clear enough, therefore it's not worth rehearsing" from various academic sources (along with "your work hasn't merited production," rant redacted). If everyone else's theory was correct, the overlapping dialogue was garbage that didn't move the plot forward.
My advisor didn't want to do a Q&A after the show. I presented him with the idea that I wanted to ask the audience three questions, and that was it. The first question was, "what did the overlapping dialogue do for or against your experience?"
This little tiny hand reaches out of the darkness into the light.
My advisor shaded his eyes and pointed to the hand.

Shelle's son, Archer, who was, like, I don't know, 12-14 at the time, started to talk. My advisor asked him to speak up.
Archer leaned out into the light, so it was now obvious to my advisor and everyone else, that this was *a * *kid* (and fuck, a university is going to let a kid speak, if no one else, because what if he's a potential full-tuition applicant?) and Archer said, "I thought it created a fullness- a fulfilling sense of chaos." And he sat back into the darkness.

I felt SAVED.

My attempt to solve a puzzle was validated as correct.

My advisor held his frigging tongue after that.

An audience is like the wall that sound bounces off of. It's the wall a vine climbs. It's the mirror that reflects light and the prism that breaks down colors. It's what gives work structure. It's where a sound finds resonance. Artists are trying to solve the puzzles of human experience and audiences provide confirmation of our experiments. if I draw a bunch of Xs on a piece of paper and post it here and say, "does this look like a horse?" and people say, "yes," then maybe I've figured something out.

If they like it too, awesome.
Lindsay Harris Friel 8/28 '20edited
That being said:
There is a lot to the solo experience of solving a puzzle without an audience. Before you're ready for others, the problem solving on your own often has its own rewards.

The guilt thing: Okay. Some of us, WASPs especially, are coached to not be braggarts and to accept praise modestly. So, if someone says, "wow, this work is good," you sort of feel like you have to say, "thanks, this is what I did when I was supposed to be making money, as God and the US of A intended." or, "I enjoyed making this, therefore it is masturbatory."

We need to learn to just say thank you, or I'm glad this meant something to you.

> I find it somewhat disturbing how much I get out of other people liking my art. And also disturbing that I find it disturbing.

Your art is not you. It is its own thing. Go home and make more.
A lot of the above is what I'd write if I had an easier time of putting the muddle in my head into works lately. But, yes, make some damn art. And it's okay if to want, or even need, an audience, to make you feel that your creation process is complete. This last part is hard for me because a lot of my art is embodied "complete" in a physical form. But if no one sees it, is it really art? Or just wanking. And why is wanking bad? And around we go again.
Sean M Puckett 8/29 '20edited
>I find it somewhat disturbing how much I get out of other people liking my art. And also disturbing that I find it disturbing.

So very much this.

I'm still making the plotter art.  I post it elsewhere and haven't the energy to echo it here (and those of you who see it elsewhere shouldn't have to put up with that).

Also, I told Instagram to go shit on a post and slip, partly because it's incredibly artist-hostile by design, but mostly because it's part of Facebook, which is a major player in the white-supremacist internet complex.

If you'd like to get regular doses of my art, you can follow me on Twitter at @PhotoPuck, except there you also have to deal with my political rants and random garbar, or on Tumblr at, or on Mastodon at I probably should mention the online store also at

I'm at least a hundred prints behind on posting. I usually make like 6-10 a day but only post 2. I'm not sure what to do about that. I think it's fun to see the art evolve, but also some of my recent stuff is so much better

I mean that's all I do, pretty much. I make art, I exercise, I perform basic bodily functions, I socialize online with people here or there, and sometimes go outside to run errands. We're still under a state of emergency here. 

6/7 '20 2 Comments
I can appreciate that feeling.

Also, added you on Twitter (not sure how that hadn't happened before now).

Also also - have you described the method you used for the software behind your art robot? I'd love to read how an image is broken down / interpreted by the software.

Lastly - I'm definitely going to pick up one of your pieces, but I have to wait until I'm back at my apartment to do that. Also, I have to stew over which one to pick for a long while. :)
The plotter art regularly gets oohed and aahed at in this house.