Life is hard. But in times of hardship, creation is most powerful.
Anyways, here’s volume three. The mission remains: document life through bits of passion and creation.
In honor of the creative powers of the moon (and no other reasons), I decided to release this volume on a very unique moon day – Fat Tuesday, Lunar New Year, and the start of Ramadan. Happy new moon everyone, thanks for visiting also.
Slide Bath
Recorded, produced, and engineered by Slide Bath in April 2025. Ambient electronic, drone, minimal.
Jose
I love my friends and I love knitting. That’s really all I have to say in the next 2 paragraphs. But I want to share a little from when I started knitting Libby’s sweater on April 26th to the moment I put it down at 7am on November 31st. But first, a little more about the sweater:
Part 1: The Sweater
This witchy little thing is finger weight, brick colored, 100% wool and mohair, knit on 3.75 mm needles. Total stitch count ranges somewhere in the 40k range, with total worked time somewhere in the 70-80 hours. We found the pattern by chance at Firefly studio during a yarn crawl. I had turned to Libby and told her that I knew that she could pull the fuck out of that sweater and it was one of those moments where I immediately became obsessed with the idea
of it. So I decided to make it and I asked what color she wanted, whether she wanted mohair and we bought everything in the seconds following. Before this, I’d never finished a single project, I think it was mostly because I kept trying to make these for myself – just promising that this time I REALLY would be interested and instead letting the project rot on the needles and
throwing it in the piles of lost interests. But this time I had to because I promised it to my friend and I couldn’t just stop. So instead I slugged through it and ended up learning a bit about myself in the process.
Part 2: Intentionality
One of my favorite things that I’ve run into with people that I’ve met the last couple years is the little rituals that I’ve been introduced to. I have no idea if Emma does this at every birthday, or if this is even something she does ritually, but I love the question of “Well, what are you going to
do this year?”. She asked me this on my 27th birthday and I had no idea what to say. I’d been holding on to this idea of intentionality for a while but felt like I kept getting swept into things through my day to day. I couldn’t figure out how to make a damn decision for the life of me, so I just responded with some vague “Ha-haaa, I think I just want to be a little more intentional this year or something.” Then I slipped back into my regular BS of “I guess I have to do this” for the next 6 months, falling into a self-set trap of traveling to the middle-of-nowhere Missouri 3 days a week for 3.5 months because I felt insecure about where I was in my career. Who was making
me do that? NO ONE! Some made up idea in my head of what I thought I had to do. It wasn’t until I started working through this sweater that I understood what I wanted from myself when I answered Emma.
There were phases to this thing. The spring where I would pick it up for an hour after work while watching TV, get frustrated, put it down for a week. There was the summer, where I would carry it to the beach.
And then there was the early fall, where I really started carrying it around with me, acting like I was going to be knitting it in the middle of yoga or while getting groceries. The entire time, I wasn’t going into knitting the sweater as the activity. I was just adding the sweater to whatever activity I had already planned, keeping my hands busy, thinking about every other
thing in the world. In late fall, I started knitting as the activity itself, either in silence or with music, focusing on how the yarn felt in my hands, reflecting on what I had done on that day. It was the kind of quiet that I don’t think I let myself have too often. I thrive off the low-level stress
that comes with what the next plan is, where I need to be in the next x years, how I should switch my life, etc. and that’s so silly. Like girl, you’re literally alive rn, focus on the thought to be had right now instead of the one that you’re planning on having. And it’s really that last bit that I’m holding on to dearly right now. And like, it really is that serious.
I think that before this sweater, a lot of my thoughts were blurs of ideas. “Yea, I think that person is my friend, I guess I love them.” “I guess I do like running, Sure I’ll run the marathon.” “Yea, i’ve always dreamed of
doing x, one day I’ll do it.” And I think the people around me have seen how that nonchalance has negatively contributed to my life. So, that’s all to say. I’m reborn, a whole new person, completely unrecognizable to those who knew me before Novemeber 2025. Lmao. Nah, I think I just know myself a little better and hopefully it’s for the better.
Thanks for letting me make you this sweater Libby. Love you, Queen.
Imogene
I bought a cross stitch kit of the Chicago skyline for Sam, originally thinking it would be a fun activity and not something incredibly intricate and time consuming. Turns out cross stitch is actually intricate and time consuming, so I don’t blame him for not having the burning desire to complete the kit. That being said, I am determined to make use of the kit, and to eventually present Sam with the finished product, which is hopefully something he can hold on to and hang up that will remind him of home. Therefore, the kit has been returned to me to complete, but I didn’t want to just start on it as my first cross stitch project and have it be messy and amateur. So, the project you see here, “Homo Sweet Homo,” was purchased and born into existence. This was meant to be my messy and amateur attempt at cross stitch to prepare for the other kit. But I actually really like how it turned out. It was simple enough that I got the gist of how to cross stitch, and now I have a homey (homo-y?) artifact to hang on my front door that celebrates the homosexual nature of the dwelling I share with my partner and our cats. Now that this is done, I have started on the Chicago skyline cross stitch piece. Hopefully it will be complete by the next issue of Also Archives. Stay tuned!
Lauren
The clips in this video were screenshots I found by zooming into glaciers and icecaps off the north and south poles in google maps. The poles often get distorted in satellite imagery because of the imperfections in the projection used to display the 3 dimensional globe on a 2 dimensional map. On first glance, it looks like a complete image but it’s really a composite of many images taken over time stitched together. If you zoom in far enough, the image of the glacier will glitch and reveal the composite underneath. When I found this for the first time, I almost thought I was hallucinating. It was so weird and cool, and I couldn’t stop looking at it. I felt like I was traversing the ends of the earth and finding little secrets of the universe. Then, I tried to digitally collage my screenshots into this mp4 because I wanted it to feel like a time loop. Anyways…. this is a long winded explanation for a 10 second video but it sure was fun to make.
Sam
It’s been quite the year. I battled internally on whether or not to do also archives this year and even at all. Maybe I’ll scrap the site one day, but for not today. And that is life – you take what you get, and you get what you take.
This was not a very creative year for me. But I thought this US national parks puzzle summed up my year quite well. And I did have fun painting the frame. Do you see how many pieces there are pure white? It’s sadistic really.
Sadistic in a similar way to the history of these national parks. Since moving to Colorado, I have found that the evidence of brutal colonization is more obvious in rural western US than I imagined. It’s a lot easier to hide a history of genocide in metropolitan centers guised in technological and economic advancement. Yet the US is and always has been built on exploitation, lies, and the deaths of many unwilling migrants.
The only reason we have national parks, national forests, BLM land, etc. in the first place is because we do not culturally respect nature to protect it independent of intervention. And from a more sinister perspective – to demoralize populations who actually did hold specific natural areas in this US as sacred. Now, folks from all around the world fly, drive, and eat plastic on the way to these parks.
But times are changing and I sense the sadism rooted in this country have started to consume the plant.
Thanks everyone for existing. Subscribe for email notifications on when also makes posts. I may use that moving forward to announce when the next archive is due. That’s probably better than texting everyone individually like a maniac. ❤
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