


Every January 1st, I start off the New Year along with FUN-A-DAY. What’s fun-a-day? Glad you asked. In their own words:
The idea is simple: pick an art project, do it every day in January, and show your work in a group art show in February! Fun-A-Day is always FREE, NON-COMMERCIAL, NON-JURIED, and ALL-AGES. Everyone is invited to participate, the only requirement is to HAVE FUN 😉
I like having fun, so I start off the New Year with a plan to participate. However, most of those plans are overly ambitious and I get about seven days in before realizing that creating a fully designed postcard with poetry and images of Philadelphia cats is a much more labor intensive pursuit that is allotted for in a month (but I’m still plugging away at that project, which will eventually be realized and dope as fuck).
In the interest of actually trying to complete some goals for this year, including updating this website I keep paying for, I committed to finishing fun-a-day and wanted to do with the least amount of effort possible.
So, for 2025, my fun-a-day project was Mug-A-Day, wherein I use a different one of the many MANY mugs I’ve accumulated throughout my adult years (and some from childhood) and take a photo of it with some mostly corresponding accompaniment.



To my surprise, though not my overburdened cabinet’s, I had kind of a lot of mugs. More than 31, as it turned out. And it was a satisfying goal to mark off to start the year. A little trot down different times in my life, mugs as gifts, and memories from those mugs along with some new memories by documenting them



It also provided a lot of personal insight about the coziness of my small life. Even though I work a lot and can feel like a grouch a lot of the week, every sip and communion in being present with these mugs presented an irrefutable reality: there is a lot of love, ease, and joy every single day.






Also that I will wait until nail polishes chips off instead of removing it.












Not necessarily a proud moment, but I stole that mug on the far left from an incredibly low paying job from the communal cabinet. I used it to heat up Spaghettios only to find out while eating in the office breakroom that the underwear portion disappears when heated. I quit that job via email a week later.



To learn more about doing your own fun-a-day, check out their page brought to you by Art Clash. Document all of your mugs.
