Nilgün's always in the middle of something. Usually three things. Mostly she draws — , mostly people, usually at some hour when she should be asleep. She listens to more music in a year than most people manage in five, and plays guitar. She'll tell you she hates naps and loves sleeping, and both are true. Somewhere in here is a drawing she gave away.

Her desk: a pencil drawing in progress, an eraser with her name on it
“I made way too many bowls now i only eat in bowls..”

She took sculpture. She made other things too. But mostly bowls.

76,000

minutes of music last year. That is fifty-three days.

Older Playboi Carti, on repeat. Jeff Buckley's Grace, on a different kind of repeat.

She also sings, and plays guitar. Not for an audience. Yet.

Watching

Read Death Note and Tokyo Ghoul. Gave up on One Piece, which is fair. Finished Dexter.

Loves

“i love tanja so much i wish i could go back.”

Doesn't love

Naps, despite the sleeping. Flowery perfume. Seafood. Exam season.