Yeah a gallerist who had me hold 2 paintings for him/ established a down payment and everything just bailed really casually and so now Idek how imma pay rent! I’m out 2600 dollars! I love that! I love how everything goes to shit at once in my life! I love having to pretend I’m not drowning so people wont act like I’m too mentally ill to fucking care about! Fuck! I genuinely want to die!!!! How am I back at square one!
I love myself the most after awful periods of grief/self hatred… so looking forward lmao…. I’m honestly so happy…. to be here…. making fucking bowls and ceramic clouds and shit I hope I never ever stop getting to make art
I can’t wait to see my dog :(
If my artistic career ain’t going me into big studios in remote locations where there is nothing to do but stare at trees or make art for extended periods of time and smoking big doinks in big jackets w my best friend ….. I don’t wan it
Beating a copper statue of a horse because beating a dead horse just seems too productive