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QEV2

Another step along the way.

I made a plan

It was arbitrary, but goals are helpful for moving forward. In early 2020, I worked remotely due to unforeseen circumstances. My school in China was closed and I was stuck outside of the country. #COVID-19

I began editing educational videos for the children. Enjoying that, I eventually began to explore making my own songs and videos - for myself.

QEV was born. After making a few, I decided to make 20 QEV videos and 20 QEV2 videos before the end of 2020. I accomplished my goal. I also wrote a book, learned conversational Chinese, got myself on instagram and twitter, started a podcast, and learned how to truly love myself. The loving myself bit made the rest a lot easier - but I still need more practice.

 

Lotus drum and singing meditation song, featuring Luna and Montana.

for the making of union and not an aria, check out the ramblings

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The song we sang before meals at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp when I was just a tween.

Love, joy, and peace, always 💜

Just singing with myself.

4 minute meditation

Exploring how my voice works. Sounds... interesting with headphones heh 💜
Needed a lift-me-up. You are cool and beautiful, y'know. 💜
An acknowledgment of the beauty in life and death. Put on your headphones for this bit of exploratory singing. And try not to touch the poison ivy.
I made some music to calm my mind. Put on your headphones and I hope you enjoy!
 
Music? Not sure how I feel about this one. But I'm also not sure how I feel in general.
Welcome to my unofficial James A. Garfield Memorial Trail! I think of him often while walking here. Don't forget to put on your headphones! 💜

I hope you enjoy this lullaby!

Special thanks to Reese Rose for playing guitar and filming the original shots.

Put on your headphones and let's go for a walk!

Original photography by Reese Rose edited by Hanna Violet

a lullaby for everybody.
sending love out to the world tonight with Reese Rose. it sounds nice with headphones.
it will be okay

Being isolated from others does strange things to the brain.  In this period of several months, I did not unconsciously touch another human. My mom tried to steal a few hugs   and I agonizingly pulled away in fear from the one thing I wanted most. More than anything I wanted to share a drink with my sister or hold her arm while we walked. But instead, we kept six feet apart. I had many meaningful interactions with my loved ones, but only from a distance. My quality time with my heart’s desire was at the whims of the  internet and electricity outages. In the most literal way, in the end, I only had  myself.