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So much can happen in a year

It's starting to feel like spring again. On my morning walks, I am transported back to the feelings I had in early quarantine, when it all felt new, sort of like an adventure, a temporary experience. The air feels fresh and alive, our plum tree is budding with the first curling green leaves and the jasmine down the street smells sweet and evokes nostalgia for a simpler time -- leisurely meals on the front porch, baking bread and Tiger King.

So much can happen in a year! March marked one year since our world shifted drastically, and here I am, vaccinated and just beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. But what exactly is on the other side? I find myself thinking about all the changes this year has brought, both globally and personally. There was a time I would have been excited and ready to pick right back up where I left off, with my packed social schedule, lots of travel and big career goals. But as they say, "a (wo)man can not step in the same river twice" -- the world has changed, and so have I. 

I recently looked back at my Google calendar from before the pandemic. How did I have time for all those meetings and events on the calendar every week? I was exhausted just looking at it. I love and miss travel, but I have also begun to feel more rooted in my neighborhood here in LA, more invested in creating positive change in my community and in the world. I'm exploring my art in new ways, beginning to free myself from some of the lofty expectations and pressure I have put on my work, and myself as an artist.

In last year's March recap, things had just begun to change. The year was reset, plans were shifted. Our days slowed. I shared a quote by Pema Chödrön, about things falling apart and coming back together again. Now, one year later, I want to share another quote of hers.


“When you open yourself to the continually changing, impermanent, dynamic nature of your own being and of reality, you increase your capacity to love and care about other people and your capacity to not be afraid. You're able to keep your eyes open, your heart open, and your mind open... And, you begin to think of your life as offering endless opportunities to start to do things differently.”
― Pema Chödrön


We have certainly experienced continual change and the impermanence of our reality this past year. But have we opened ourselves up to embrace it?

It is natural to want to return to "the way things were" or hope things stay the same. But why? Individually and as a society, we have been given an opportunity to start doing things differently, to not be afraid of change. We can let go of things that don't work, and to center things that do.  This is a chance to build new routines, habits, selves. We don't need to recreate our pre-pandemic lives, to cling to who we were or who we thought we should be. We don't need to see the "before" as permanent -- or even as good. Will we allow ourselves to dream up a new life? A new world? A new way?
 

If we keep our eyes, hearts and minds open, this pandemic could change us. Will we be brave enough to let it?

xx

tags: life, change, time
Tuesday 04.06.21
Posted by Micah Clasper-Torch
 

The Independence of Solitude

This past month, I felt like I could momentarily breathe again. The first days after the election were a blur, there was a feeling of being suspended in limbo until the results from PA were announced. It offered enough of a relief to take a breath and finally begin to think ahead to 2021. But the relief I feel is precarious. It feels like a derailed train skidding towards a cliff has just finally came to a halt, hanging over the precipice. I can let out a breath that it has not careened into a canyon, but how the heck do we back it up and get it running again in a new direction?

Either way, things are beginning to feel a little more expansive. I am beginning to dream again, thinking beyond December. 

November is also my birthday month, and this always has the effect of an early "new year" where I inevitably end up doing a lot of reflecting on the past 12 months. Needless to say, this year has been... unique. I am grateful that it offered so much focused time to work, to challenge myself, and to grow Punch Needle World. But after a long season of predictable routines and head-down hard work, I'm yearning for a new season of discovery. I'm ready to be inspired again, to explore, to be thrilled and delighted by people and places, conversations, things that I see, hear, read and watch. 

There is this pattern in my life, where every 5 years or so I end up realizing that I've changed, but I'm not quite sure how. I feel the need to take stock of certain habits, likes/dislikes, perspectives and interests, and ask myself whether I'm still doing these things because I truly enjoy them or because it's just leftover habits from who I once was. I love change, I love the process of growing, self-discovery and seasons of life. But this has been a weird year, and right now I'm feeling the need to check in with myself.

I re-read Emerson's essay Self-Reliance recently, and a passage stood out to me:
 

What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think... It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great (wo)man is (s)he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.


I think I've fallen into a bit of a trap of "living after the world's opinion" recently, though I can't quite put my finger on how. I do know that I put a lot of unnecessary pressure on myself to define what I "do" and "who I am". But I'm an artist, a designer, an entrepreneur, a writer... and the constant creative struggle of my life has been how to feel like I can present all these selves as one, when the world seems to want me to pick one.  In the year ahead, I will be striving to continue living after my own opinion, keeping the independence of my solitude. 

xx

tags: new year, life, change
Tuesday 12.01.20
Posted by Micah Clasper-Torch
 

Uncharted Territory

The world, and the way we relate to it, has changed very quickly. Over the past month, my personal plans have shifted. Some creative projects have taken a back seat, others have been postponed indefinitely. My professional goals for the year are being reset. February seems like a long time ago. Making art feels both frivolous, and like the only thing that actually matters.

These days I am feeling very grateful ―  grateful for my health and the health of my loved ones, grateful for the ability to work from home and for the beautiful weather outside as I write this from my porch. 

It can be unnerving to face the unknown, not knowing what is going to happen over the coming weeks or months. But there is something freeing about relaxing into that uncertainty. None of us really ever know what is around the bend. This quarantine has forced me to take things one day at a time, to slow down. Life is simpler, and I have found a surprising amount of joy in this scaled back routine. 


"Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”
 
― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times  
 


 
I know this is a scary time for many people. I hope amidst the chaos you are able to find space to breathe, to be outside, to be kind to yourselves and your loved ones as we all navigate this situation together.
 

xx

tags: covid-19, uncertainty, change
Wednesday 04.01.20
Posted by Micah Clasper-Torch
 

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