@13 hours ago with 10 notes
#in case you were wondering #you weren't
I never really have a set plan or motive going into a piece- I choose a shape, a pattern, a way of establishing volume and go from there.
This piece almost scares me, now that I’m done and have had time to reflect on it. It’s so obviously, to me, for me, a depiction of the anxiety (mainly social anxiety) that I’ve been wrestling and smothering lately. I feel swarmed and preyed upon when I look at this, as if some fleshy mass, coming in waves, is about to swallow me whole- that I’ll be lost and forgotten. My ego hates that, hates this visualization. but I like it.
Maybe I’m reading into it, but its my own work so I guess I’m justified in doing so.
Your white dress- my small
@1 day ago
hands pushing it away and
towards blooded hate