You know what I love about Kimbra the artist? It’s the child-like mentality and honesty towards your work. Whether it’s playing with your audio gears on the stage or mumbling what goes on in your head on substack. It’s exactly like a kid is just playing in a park. So much fun to watch! Go for it: in order to live, die everyday 😜
This series has never been in a more perfect time in my life. I recently got rejected from an improv troupe after participating in the workshops. I initially went into it to reconnect with my love for acting and comedy while also getting the chance to interact with like-minded people. It was the first thing I did when I moved from New York State to Florida. It activated the part of me that likes to perform…but since it was a muscle that had been flaccid since my senior year of high school, my listening abilities were not up to par with the rest of the group. So, that, along with working a job that isn’t paying me enough to sustain a work-life balance has had me stuck between a rock and a hard place. I first isolated myself in the RV I lived in, only to feel that it felt lonely. But at the same time, it was a moment of awakening. There is another way to connect. So I looked within. Hence: journaling. And writing. Yeah, it activates my inner perfectionist but it also channels my inner self; the one who isn’t afraid to feel and be a child again. Writing is so fucking scary sometimes. It makes me feel naked…but honestly, it’s not a bad thing. You are the reason I joined Substack, Kimbra. Thank you for inviting me into the Garden of Eden.
...Hi Kimbra .... I guess sometimes it is not meant to preserve what we did . Like swimming , you dont remain in the water , the part who was lifting you up was the going thru . 🙂👋🌅
“Shit is brilliant for soil…” Thank you for stating this 😂
You know what I love about Kimbra the artist? It’s the child-like mentality and honesty towards your work. Whether it’s playing with your audio gears on the stage or mumbling what goes on in your head on substack. It’s exactly like a kid is just playing in a park. So much fun to watch! Go for it: in order to live, die everyday 😜
This series has never been in a more perfect time in my life. I recently got rejected from an improv troupe after participating in the workshops. I initially went into it to reconnect with my love for acting and comedy while also getting the chance to interact with like-minded people. It was the first thing I did when I moved from New York State to Florida. It activated the part of me that likes to perform…but since it was a muscle that had been flaccid since my senior year of high school, my listening abilities were not up to par with the rest of the group. So, that, along with working a job that isn’t paying me enough to sustain a work-life balance has had me stuck between a rock and a hard place. I first isolated myself in the RV I lived in, only to feel that it felt lonely. But at the same time, it was a moment of awakening. There is another way to connect. So I looked within. Hence: journaling. And writing. Yeah, it activates my inner perfectionist but it also channels my inner self; the one who isn’t afraid to feel and be a child again. Writing is so fucking scary sometimes. It makes me feel naked…but honestly, it’s not a bad thing. You are the reason I joined Substack, Kimbra. Thank you for inviting me into the Garden of Eden.
...Hi Kimbra .... I guess sometimes it is not meant to preserve what we did . Like swimming , you dont remain in the water , the part who was lifting you up was the going thru . 🙂👋🌅
I'm loving your thoughts and writing in this series Kimbra. Beautifully expressed.
Sending a thank you from me in our beautiful NZ.💛🙏