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Bonjour. I am Frida. This is where I write about anxiety, art, trying to make art, anxiety associated with trying to make art, and other highly marketable stuff like that.
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“Split Open and Fearless,” or, “A Legendary Sun-Damaged Genius of Cinema”
A Love-Letter to Deborah Levy, Cheryl Strayed, Kate Christensen, Pearl Cleage, Anaïs Nin and, of course, Marguerite Duras I am rereading...
Nov 13, 202211 min read
You’ve Got That Post-Camino Glow! Said Nobody, Ever
Sweden welcomes me with a trip to the emergency room. Not even hyperbole-ing. I’ve not been home twenty-four hours when I step off a...
Nov 1, 20227 min read
Day 44: The End. No, an End. Santiago to Estocolmo (3 371,1k)
On my last day in Spain, I’m awoken at 5am by a thunderstorm of biblical proportions. The rain outside my window isn’t even coming down....
Oct 20, 20224 min read
Day 43: Cause Fuck It, I’m Still on the Road; Santiago to Santiago, via a Farewell to Waffles and a
I don’t expect much from Day 43. It’s the day after all of our Day in Santiago, Waffles is flying to Brussels, Fizzy Mucus and Lil’ Trump...
Oct 18, 20227 min read
Day 42 – wait. It’s over, isn’t it?
Drying your face with an actual terrycloth bath towel after six weeks of quick-dry microfiber malarkey – – – wow. I mean I like sex but....
Oct 18, 202210 min read
Day 41: Lavacolla to Big S (15,4k)
Help me. I’ve got shin splints and a three-day hangover. I’m writing this in my bunk bed at Sixtos Hostel, from where we need to check...
Oct 17, 20222 min read
Day 40: Arzúa to Lavacolla (28,9k)
Day 40! My Camino needs a Porsche and some cool jeans. A mistress. An Amazon Prime subscription to Rogaine. Instead, my Camino got drunk....
Oct 15, 20222 min read
Day 39: As Seixas to Arzúa (29,6k)
Day 39 is a piss-up. No two ways about it. I get to Arzúa and all my faves are there. Aya Babe with posse, Waffles, even Fake Vegan and...
Oct 15, 20222 min read
Day 38: San Roman to As Seixas (13,7k)
Day 38 is another Female Energy Day. Waffles and Beard Braid walk ahead in the morning. My plan is to go sola but I start chatting to an...
Oct 13, 20223 min read
Day 37: Lugo to San Roman (19,6k)
Day 37 is about food, wine, music, wine, friends, lying in the grass, and wine, with some extra time for lying in hammocks. Singing...
Oct 12, 20223 min read
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