#hobby Classes

[thetopswordman]

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[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[quicklikelight]

Saw a post just now that was like, how do you work full time and still have time for hobbies? And I think that's a great question to ask, as people navigating a world where increasingly our labor is entirely for the benefit of some faceless (or worse, incredibly public) billionaire and no one else.

I'm a person who takes my labor seriously, and I have had the pleasure and privilege of only working for non-profit or not-for-profit organizations throughout my adult career. I worked part-time for a regular corporation once for six months before I quit out of disgust, and I've worked for a couple of family-owned small businesses during college, but the overwhelming majority of my 12+ year career so far has been in a profit void, which does help.

Even still, I have colleagues at my big shiny non-profit who say, "Anne you have so many hobbies! How on earth do you have time for them?" And the key is,

If I don't make time for my personal passions, I'll die.

I'm not being dramatic. It isn't a joke. An intrinsic and necessary part of me -- the part that labors for love, that labors for the desire of it, for the enjoyment -- will die if I do not create time and space to do that labor. And without that love, that passionate hobby investment, the part of me that is left will not then decide, hey I should labor more for money! It will not decide, hey I should invest in my relationships! It will not decide, hey I should invest in myself as a human being! In my environment! In my community! In the world!

It will decide, if there is no time for joy in the world, I will not be in the world. I will doomscroll endlessly on my phone. I will watch re-runs of a beloved sitcom for 3 hours, exhausted on my sofa, and go to bed. I will show up to work still groggy from the day before, and I will be angry in meetings, and I will be exhausted from customer interactions, and I will either want to cry or I will have zero feelings at all as I enter yet another figure into another cell of the universal spreadsheet. I will not be my best self anywhere, for any reason, because my best self is dead.

People say things like, "I don't dream of labor," and I respect that. But a lot of labor is very good. It's work, to knit a sweater. It's work, to write a book. It's work, to raise a garden, or a goat, or a child. It's work to bake bread, and to sew pants, and to rebuild small engines. It's work to create, and that is--in my humble opinion--what we're here for. To spend all day idly eating grapes would drive a lot of us to the brink. The problem isn't labor--it's capital.

To make time for your hobbies means working intentionally to identify those passion projects as a necessary part of your reason for being on the earth. My job on this earth is not to assign training. My job on this earth is to create beauty, and write stories, and make clothes, and connect from my heart. When that truth is accepted, and you put in the effort to rebirth the part of you that died to capitalism, then it becomes very obvious that the relevant question isn't "how do I make time for hobbies."

The question is, "How do I ensure that my job does not take up all the mental and physical energy I have so that I can re-invest that energy into myself?"

A good place to start is to plan your days / weeks / months with an understanding of your mental/physical boundaries and just do that. There are ways to do this most effectively (collective bargaining, creating a schedule that honors the need for focus vs collaboration, bringing your hobbies to work and being open about how they make your work better) but the most important thing, in my opinion, is for you to understand that your full time job isn't you. It's not what makes you special or important in this world, and it's not what people will remember about you when you're gone, and it's not going to feed you if you stop showing up. So give it as little as you can comfortably get by with, preserve that precious energy, and put it into something that sets your soul alight.

When you invest in the labor that loves you back, that provides for you, that keeps you alive... you'll stop accepting a world in which you cannot dream of labor for fear of losing yourself.

And maybe, at the end, you'll have a sweater. :)

[taino-ti]

like what really gets my goat ab some of u bitches is u make everything a federal fuckin issue. someone buys a fursuit and suddenly everyone and their moms is like “um i just dont trust someone with THAT much expendable income to blow on something so trivial” or whatever. like do u know what that furry probably did to afford that? draw other furries on the internet. if other people having hobbies bothers u so much maybe you should just get one yourself. grow up.

[fawnduu]

Sorry, yeah, I'm making you look at me and my dog compete in agility!!!

[myth0mani-art]

So because I haven't been as productive as I'd like to be, here's a Zuko I drew in Class a few months ago :D

I know, I'm quite TLOZ oriented right now, but I feel like I have to at least put something out there and I AM proud of this work, because I never actually use color when drawing traditionally...

[torchickentacos]

hiiiiiiii happy cs day. i have not had my computer pen for literally the entire week so i've got ✨nothing✨ today, literally just started the sketch/planning stage bc I just got home not long ago BUT!!! Flygon with longer velociraptor legs, my BELOVED.

[snipdoodle]

I wrote a short story for class that's about a kid who at some point in their life becomes a furry and they draw a beta version of their fursona when they're like 9 and i drew the picture and appended it to the story. hoping it makes them think i cant actually draw furries. throws them off my tail.

his name is Chips. isnt he cute.

sadly i think including the word "fursona" in the story eschews any doubts they may have had. whatever. im real. im myself. # authentic

[pansyfemme]

i really love my friends

[thetopswordman]

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[marzipanandminutiae]

I watch a fun IG reel of a maid getting dressed in 1790 vs. 1890. it's great! both maids are in practical, period-typical outfits with a few simple aesthetic touches because Humans Like Looking Good regardless of social class. you can tell they are maids because they put clearly functional aprons on, and the 1890s one is wearing a uniform-style cap. also the caption says they are. love it

I scroll down

the top comment: "but what did POOR women wear? you only ever show rich people's clothes!"

[unluckywisher]

i like when people treat xavier's constant need for sleep as a disability/illness. because it is. you should treat it with the same gravity as insomnia babygirl

[moodboard-d]

[thealogie]

The new writing class I’m in is run by the showrunner who did UnReal and of course she picked iwtv as one of the shows we’re studying and can write a spec script on. Because she recognizes taste.

[nutzgunray-lvt]

Not my salty ass remembering how 1A originally didn't want Izuku in their School Festival performance despite Eri only going to the festival in the first place to see him and only him perform.

[liones-s]

I've been trying to pay more attention to when things feel easy. I spent so many years forcing things - relationships, interests, routines - that it was difficult to imagine things could or should feel differently. now that I've starting experiencing things that feel natural, I'm learning that hard work and forcing things are not equivalent. Doing well in a class I enjoy takes a lot of work, but it's not miserable. Swimming makes me tired but it brings me joy. When I tell someone I like spending time with them, they suggest fun things to do and it just happens to be an activity I love. Relationships and hobbies and passions take work, but they can feel good. Noticing when it feels good can help us find the way towards what's meant for us.