Feed the Monster... what is?
Here's what a few kind readers have said:
“Insightful and darkly humorous” – L.L.
“Unpredictable, unpretentious, and relevant” – K. L.
“Your honesty is refreshing and heart wrenching at the same time” – G. J.
“Interesting thoughts expressed with humour and candor” – J. L.
“A little dose of authenticity in a loud and annoying world… personal, entertaining, heartfelt, and inspiring” – E. L.
“This made me cry. Your honesty and perspective is courageous. And you inspire me. So there.” – D. S.
Hi, my name is B.A. Lampman. I’m an artist and a writer. I hope to inspire people to be their most vulnerable creative selves by endeavoring to do the same here in Feed the Monster. To me, feeding the monster means nourishing my brain and heart by pursuing the things I love, and the things I love to do.
I believe in following your nose, and trusting that what you find interesting is important. Because it is.
My old friend Kirsten Wright wrote to me:
The insight you give into your work and life makes me feel so much less alone in the world, even when I'm alone in my house being a gremlin and wishing I was making art more. Thank you for being a real person out loud. Love you BA xo
That’s it right there!
Feed the Monster is a once-monthly missive from my studio, where I share what's on the slab—whether ink painting, collage, journaling, or one of my other obsessions. It’s where I show you what I’m working on, things I’m thinking about, gaffes I have performed, and personal artifacts of interest.
Recently I’ve started introducing more of my journaling and note-taking world to Feed the Monster.
In 2017 I started The Journal Project, where I systematically read through---then tore up---sixty-two of my then seventy journals. I had my reasons, which you can read about here. Mid-way through the project I looked at my piles of journals and thought, “oh my God, is this my life’s work?”
It was a bit of a joke, of course… what you picture when you hear “life’s work” is more likely to be, for example, research into a rare form of cancer. Not a pile of journals.
What can I say? I’m not a doctor. And those torn up journal pages became part of an art exhibit in 2022 called Life’s Work: A Visual Memoir that turned out to be a major turning point for me, both personally and artistically. The project dealt with my mother’s Lewy Body dementia and my difficult relationship with her, but the primacy of journaling in my life also emerged as a force to be reckoned with and duly acknowledged.
I offer a workshop called TAKING NOTE: Creating Ourselves Through Journaling, which you can read more about here.
At the moment I post once a month and everything is free—unless you’d like to support my work, in which case I encourage you to become a paid subscriber! You can check that out those options here:
There is also the option of helping me out with a one-time donation or tip. Much appreciated!
Thank you for being here ❤️🔥