Jen Geacone-Cruz | Borikén libre

close up photo of baby venus fly traps

behold my nanotraps!

jeez since when did i get even remotely hung up about delayed lit mag selection announcements? wtf happened to my cool, unshakable detachment so i can act like it’s no biggie when i don’t get in and sulk in silence flopping on my bed listening to monteverdi and tool the rest of the day?

wip drawing of a male portrait in procreate

back on my portrait drawing bullshit again, drawing one of my favourite subjects... steadfast sidekick since we were three. check out dave young v's art in SF/ the tenderloin:
www.instagram.com/dyoungv?igsh...

so that was my tuesday morning

So proud of @hagenburger.bsky.social and his project! It’s gorgeous!

Entrance to an U-Bahn station by night. On top of the entrance a sign labelled Nord-Süd is visible.

My latest typography work got installed:
The authentic reconstruction of the 1923 NORD-SÜD sign.

it's pretty much a sin not to do it here... so guten morgen from berlin!

occasionally. he's brought a few coins, some nuts and bolts, broken bits of toys from the kindergarten playground downstairs, and once an enamel italy pin. he's also started bringing round a friend sometimes.

he just a few min ago very loudly stood in the window sill clacking his talons and cawing to wake me up from my nap to let me know that his snackbox is empty and he requires more snacks in the box. as if i'm a hop-through.

he's my dapper crowboi.

a roof with a curious crow perched on it.

iggy came for a visit.

Woodblock print of a Japanese woman in elaborate hair decorations who has nodded off to sleep. In a dream bubble over her head in the vision of an anthropomorphic cat in a kimono, prancing with a parasol.

"A courtesan dreaming of life as a cat" Early 19th century. https://searchthecollection.nga.gov.au/landing-info

Stepped out in the schlubbiest of ensembles to do a quick grocery run, and ran into a friend who wins the poetics of the day award for saying I looked like "a Gibson girl in a William Gibson novel".

what no one seems to talk about is that when you go through periods of intense, emotional insight happening consecutively in a shorter amount of time, it's fucking exhilarating and ridiculously exhausting. each realisation that threatens to really stick is like a lightning bolt to the cortex.

i swear i've seen this on a t-shirt at the nakano, tokyo don quixote store ca. 2003.

earlier this month, i had a chance meeting with a stranger in front of a train station while waiting for a perpetually late friend. he took my portrait...
https://lfi-online.de/ceemes/en/gallery/Felix-Vollmann/face-the-wind-2529228.html

(photo: Felix Vollmann)

cherry that looks like a butt

found a cherry that looks like a butt!

lol out in the park doing my workout and quality control on audio smut for my consult client… yeah totes normal
sat morning for me. 🎧🤭

tfw your heart feels like it’s got a blister from beating from the friction of not being able to talk about a thing that you’re going through. wild.

one of the most widely applicable bits of live advicerbvation (observations that are advice… this word is mine feel free to use it you’re welcome) passed down from at least my abuela, but probably from long before her is that: sometimes knots tie themselves.

took the last boat out last night

observing wild boars through my binocs

this place is a whole mood when it’s overcast

admired the coast today

twas a rainy, stormy day where i accompanied my brother from another mother to the hospital to get his ear infection checked out because i’m the only one here who speaks italian. #thanksdad

where are my poets and writers at on here?!

made a smol friend

hanging out at the tidal pools

reminds me of the fortaleza