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I’m so burnt out. I still needa finish this single painting for a group show that only lasts 2 weeks but I started working this new job that’s 60hrs a week.
This can’t be life. I wish I was at least just enjoying this creating art process but it’s causing me so much stress. I literally cry at 6am in bed before I have to wake up just to have time to paint.
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palestinian brand, trashy clothing 'arsenal of democracy' spring summer 2025 details. some pieces in collaboration with mexican brand, barragán
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rgbflag how is ur relationship with paint atm
If I cry anymore all my hair will fall out
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Every little thing reminds me of my mortality now a days.
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My stomach still churns everytime I remember how cis men straight or queer. They’re just turned on to power.
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Reposted from the.black.gaze // Fred Moten
I’ve thought about this a lot, the exploitation of black art by the “upper class” of black people with greed and intent to exploit those who are not a part of their social groups. A lot of the art movements via IG and inna real life have used art as a way for them to sell and pimp their own people out in the name of capital/ social/ and the gain of the white gaze. Wild times. But hey it’s all black excellence right?
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I can’t wait till I’m done with this painting. I feel an itch to dive into more experimental writing
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I did the best I could with what I had and who I was at the time I'm sorry
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