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02:55 AM | “When multi-passionate people become multi-disciplinary they create new fields.”

Last April, I was laid off from a job I held for 5 years. My heart filled with grief, I lowered my head and applied to jobs to get back on my feet and to find my sanity. I cancelled events and plans I held for months because I didn’t think I deserved to enjoy them (@queensofthestoneage in Boston, still regretting 😞). It wasn’t until August when I snapped out of my rut. Reevaluating my finances and current open path, I decided to revisit my joys from childhood and my teenage years.

From buying one of my dream electric guitars to going to see @garbage in Austin (their final tour), ending up losing my voice, and seeing @nineinchnails in Houston mesmerized in the floor pit, I started to notice my creative side returning. I bought a new film camera and have been capturing anything and everything around me. Fast forward to the week of Christmas, something hit me. While running errands, blasting music in my car, I heard @phantogram “Earthshaker.” Even though I heard the song months prior, it’s as if my ears and brain connected and sparked something in me. My mind started seeing scenes and visuals for a potential video and it reminded me of my obsession with Making the Video back in the day. That jolt made me listen and create the visuals that have been appearing in my head.

In a month, I wrote visual treatment after treatment. Learning how to properly write them and getting my visuals down. With inspiration around every corner, I thought maybe this is my pivot. Connecting my literary background with music my path is slowly becoming visible amongst the dense fog.

From being inspired by Andre 3000 and Jack White’s Rock and @rockhall speeches (referencing “little rooms” and revisiting my own) to joining the late crew discovering the epic discography of @fontainesband (I’ve deemed The Irish Oasis) with their hits “Nabokov” and “I Love You,” my creative neurons have been firing like crazy.

So, I created a portfolio (link in bio) in hopes of connection and partnership. While this pivot is a scary one, I’m learning. Even with little bit of faith, something will bloom. by @errtaymay

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It’s all in the eyes Chico 👀 by @errtaymay

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Test…Test…uno…due…tre… by @errtaymay

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The original womb-mates @1charliem 🤭🥹 Double digits! #33 🎂 by @errtaymay

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In the 70s and 80s my maternal grandparents passed away. In 2005, my fraternal grandfather passed away and missed seeing Obama’s name on the ballot and in office. In 2023, my fraternal grandmother joined my grandfather in Heaven and will miss seeing Kamala Harris on the ballot.

I can say that I witnessed history of both in my lifetime. I voted to honor my grandparents as they fought for my right to vote alongside so many others in Lowndes, Selma, and Montgomery, Alabama. I carry them and everyone before them with me every day, especially on a day like today.

I hope I, we, can make them proud. 💙 For Cole, Zenobia, Ruby and Ralph 🙏🏽

Scritto in italiano da me:
Negli 70 e 80 i miei nonni materni sono morti. Nel 2005, mio nonno fraterno è morto e non ha visto il nome d’Obama sulla scheda elettorale e quando è arrivato nell’ufficio. Nel 2023, mia nonna fraterno si è unita mio nonno nel Paradiso e non riesce a vedere il nome di Kamala sulla scheda elettorale.

Posso dire che ho visto la storia dei entrambi nel mio tempo di viva. Ho votato ad onore i miei nonni come loro si sono battagliavi per i diritti di voti di me e mia famiglia insieme a tanti altri in Lowndes, Selma, and Montgomery, Alabama. Gli porto e tutti con me ogni giorno, particolarmente sul giorno come oggi.

Spero io che, noi, possiamo farli fieri. 💙 Per Cole, Zenobia, Ruby and Ralph 🙏🏽

Escrito en español por mí con un poco de ayuda:
En los años 70 y 80 mis abuelos maternos fallecieron. En 2005, mi abuelo fraterno falleció y no vio el nombre de Obama en la papeleta electoral y en el cargo. En 2023, mi abuela fraterno se unió a mi abuelo en el cielo y extrañará ver a Kamala Harris en la papeleta.

Puedo decir que presencié la historia de ambos en mi vida. Voté para honrar a mis abuelos mientras luchaban por mi derecho de voto junto con tantos otros en Lowndes, Selma y Montgomery, Alabama. Los llevo a ellos y a todos los que me precedieron cada día, especialmente en un día como hoy.

Espero que yo, nosotros, podamos hacerlos orgullosos. 💙 Por Cole, Zenobia, Ruby and Ralph 🙏🏽 by @errtaymay

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Came for the architecture 🏈 🏟️ Be back soon for an official tour 😉 🤞🏽 by @errtaymay

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2 for 2, 32 🥳 🎂 🎉 ♒️ 🍝🤌🏽 by @errtaymay

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(Blu) Monday to ring in 32. Blessed for the messages and love shared on this day - with food, wine and family. 2024, in my soul, will be a big year! 🙏🏽🎂🎉 by @errtaymay

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As recaps go, my 2023 brought on many changes: geographically, physically, mentally, and within my family. These last 7-9 months in hiding have allowed me to reflect, practice gratitude, and figure out some inkling of myself. They say that grief is love with nowhere to go. A month and a week has passed, and silence is heartbreaking. Funny how your mind wipes of certain events, though little things bring you back to that very moment. The last 7 months, now appearing brief, we were joyous. You always thought you’d be “off to pasture” years ago, but God blessed you with years to see your grandkids graduate high school, college, grad school, move to new cities and carry out your life teachings. To have you as my roommate was nothing short of fun and memorable. Creating our own inside jokes, our own grandmother-granddaughter love languages, watching sports practically everyday and me sitting with you for hours on end - even when I thought you were napping or playing possum you knew when I was in the room. Questioned where I was going every time I left the room and making sure I wasn’t gone too long or not too far away before coming back. Not realizing our nightly ‘I love you” back and forths would come to an end so soon. Selfishly I wanted you here for Thanksgiving, for Christmas, for New Year’s, for my birthday but our Heavenly family were ready for you. At 102, an angel number, you lived many lives - graciously - and one was being my grandmother and best friend. Though your room is vacant, the blinds remain open to let in your morning light and the moonlight to say goodnight. I know you’re still here. Always will be here. Your prayers have been protecting me throughout my life and now those prayers will be coming in new forms, new ways, as I now have gained another guardian angel in Heaven. For those pushing through holidays and welcoming in the new year, while grieving, I feel you, I see you, I’m with you. The tears still come, but quickly kissed away. I heard that the past is a lighthouse, not a port. 2024 I pray the Lord continues to guide me, protect me/my family and loved ones, and share the blessings of love, life and light he blessed my grandmother with. 💜 by @errtaymay

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Finally left the house for a bit, with twin ⚽️ by @errtaymay

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✌🏽 Che cosa un giorno, pieno della luce. Naturalmente. by @errtaymay

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👋🏽! by @errtaymay

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