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Sorry to reach out like this. My family is going through extreme hardship. Any help — a share or donation — could mean survival. Thank you.
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A child in Gaza holds his cat among the rubble. No home. No safety. No food. Yet he still protects someone more vulnerable than himself. In a place where everything is under attack, mercy survives..Support those who kept their humanity.
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#easel #streetart #giant #urbanepraxis #dispositiv #steel #glass #wood #emptycanvas #actionpainting #spurloser #arthistory (hier: Karl-Liebknecht-Straße) https://www.instagram.com/p/CUqUcDrgjTJ/?utm_medium=tumblr
#easel#streetart#giant#urbanepraxis#dispositiv#steel#glass#wood#emptycanvas#actionpainting#spurloser#arthistory
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Painted over some unfinished watercolors and I'm down to the last three blanks. They'll all be masked women of some sort. posted on Instagram - https://instagr.am/p/CG5Tfe5DQdv/
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#newstart #bestmoment #insidethestudio #contemporaryart #abstractart #painting #largecanvas #whitecanvas #emptycanvas #intothewild #inspirationflow #artcommission #follow4followback #freestyle #thatmoment #music #jazz #improvisation #composition (at East Harlem) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvKsQuXhNKC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1d31zv2ks3q3p
#newstart#bestmoment#insidethestudio#contemporaryart#abstractart#painting#largecanvas#whitecanvas#emptycanvas#intothewild#inspirationflow#artcommission#follow4followback#freestyle#thatmoment#music#jazz#improvisation#composition
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Tweet tweet! #emptycanvas #pottery #grpotteryforms #porcelain (at Jackson, Wyoming)
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My newest artwork..do seems I have nothing to say, tell at the moment #bigwhite #bignothing #emptycanvas #creativeflowonholliday #noflow #covidsucks #fckthatshit (hier: Vienna, Austria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIYfdYolV2_/?igshid=g02hlrsib4h9
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Empty canvas 🤔 what shall we put on them today.... @angelus.salon Stay tuned to see what we add 🤓 #quarantine #safeathome #emptycanvas #alonetogether (at Angelus Salon) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_Kk14jAHqv/?igshid=czelh6mbccvv
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05.27.18
You shitty mess,
Finding a peace that comes from a blade, wild nights that feel like you’re floating on clouds. So light weight, and the lovely gulps of something to ease you just for a little while. Anxiety. Severe Depression. Your lovely friends. The ones there through it all. The only friends that never left your side. The ones who love to hear your cries for help. The ones you vent too.
Don’t you just love the outside world? All the adventures. Sand. Wild life. Everything? What a shame to have to sit inside and debate if you’ll be able to make it a few minutes out there. There’s a lot of people surrounding you. Them tight spots makes it so much better. Being crowded. Don’t you think? I love to hear your heart beat so fast. Sounds like it’s going to explode.
How’s beating yourself up everyday? Why would you even consider to keep trying? Have I not given you enough reasoning? That’s ok. I can make it worse for you. How’s that breathing coming along now? Hurts doesn’t it? Gasping for the little bit of life you don’t deserve. Stop wasting your time.
I heard you have dreams. Goals. A nice house in the middle of no where. An island correct? Far away from these lovely humans. Exercising? Are you kidding me? How pathetic are you. Have you looked in the mirror? You’re not fit for such things madam. That will never go away dear. I won’t allow it. That involves people seeing you. I don’t think you want to hurt their eyes, do you? You’ll be the reason they die of starvation. The reason they better themselves. You’re pathetic. Do you honestly believe that will change you? You’ll still be the same piece of shit walking corpse you are now. You can’t change that.
You want to find yourself? Well what a shame. Try looking 6 feet under the earth. That’s where your answers are. Waiting eagerly for you to read.
Oh sorry, give me a second. It’s time to squeeze your heart and lungs now. I will be right back..
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Sorry about that but you just don’t listen do you. I even made it race so fast I don’t see how it didn’t just go “pop”
What’s stopping you? I am in your head after all. And I say nothing. Why didn’t you press down a little harder? If you did, you wouldn’t have gotten yelled at you know. I feel how weak you are. That little strand just holding on for dear life. Why don’t you help me cut it darling? I just don’t have the hands to do it on my own. So you know, just lend me yours.
You know. No one cares. You’re blocking their path to success. You’re a burden. An annoying piece of shit. Why must you try to bring others down with you? They don’t deserve that. Build your feelings up. The cup still has some shards of glass in tact some how. Let’s shatter it for good. Shall we?
You’re a total disgrace. You don’t deserve happiness. You don’t deserve to be walking among these precious human beings. No one wants to be seen with you In public.
Doesn’t the loneliness feel nice? Tearing you apart piece by piece. No matter how many people you’re around you’re always alone. And guess what dear. No one cares that you are.
Tell me. Why? Why do you stay. I still want to know. You never gave me a reasoning. You’re better off gone. Out of the way.
Shall I call upon more demons to torment you? They all want to play. So the more the merrier right? You don’t handle the cards so well. So let’s paint these rooms with crimson.
Depression. Anxiety. You come and you don’t go. Some days you’re bearable. And some days I don’t know how I’m still holding on. You make me scared of people. Scared of myself. So empty. My shattered heart aches. All this pain you give me. I just wish I could shake you off. Most days I just want to die. I feel entirely useless. I feel like the biggest failure around. To feel so dead, yet I’m living. A walking corpse. I could just close my eyes and never wake again. I miss your touch. Carving memories upon my flesh. Every memory as a failure, seeing as how I am still here. Having such an empty mind yet it races with demon whispers. I don’t feel like I am worthy of anything this life has to offer. I’m not worthy of friends. Love. Parenting. How do you even parent when you’re a complete mess. Trying to not give your kids the life you had but I feel my vibe washes off to them too. I can see why they’d hate me so much. Being such a disaster to them. Am I doing all that I can to provide and comfort them? More than likely not. These demons want what Evers inside of me. So all I do is sit and stare blankly at a wall. Holding myself together another day. How do I feel so alone. It’s probably because no one really gives a damn? They just put up with me because they feel they have too. Everyone can say the opposite but it can’t change my mindset. It’s just how I feel. And nothing can change that.
You can’t even clean up a mess because I’ve been devouring the life out of you. What do you think your kids think of you? You don’t play with them as much as you should. Blame me. Because I just love taking your strains of life away from you. I love seeing you barley alive everyday. Your kids must really dislike.... no HATE you. You’re not a motherly figure. They want a playful mother. They want you to do things with them yet you sit there in silence and regret not doing so. I love stopping you. Every urge you get to change it,just know, I am stronger than you ever will be. They dislike you. They’re better off without you. Someone who gives 100% of their attention. She wanted to cuddle to go to sleep yet you said no. Because you’re avoiding sleep and you know once you lay down you’ll want to fall asleep. Yet instead i am playing in your mind. Insomnia is my friend. We play these cards well compared to you. What a Failure you are.
What’s holding you here? Tell me, so I can gladly rip it apart from you. Slowly. Oh how I love watching you suffer.
I made you scared of people, crowds, trust, yourself, and so much more darling. Everyone is starring at you. Laughing. Telling them amazing jokes. You’re ugly. Look how fat you are. Why are you here. They purposely run into you and bump you. They are trying to put you closer to that casket...
My bad. You don’t even deserve a casket. Just rot in the dirt. One day they’ll dig you up, put you back together, and then destroy you because of the horrifying scene of your bones. Even then you’re too much of an ugly disgrace to be looked upon. Dinosaurs are a better finding than some worthless human body don’t you think. I hope the day comes soon, so you can sit there on the planes of the in between. Stuck. Watching your body deteriorate. Cold. Dark. Breathless. Heartless. Oh... whoops. You have no heart. Unless you call that little micro piece glass your heart. How pathetic. How is it still beating?
Love. How is it you still have one? Your features, just you in general, who would love something like that? You know he deserves much better than you. You bring out the worst in everyone. You bring pain. Depression. Heart ache. Anxiety. You’re boring. You’re unloveable so what poison did you use? You deserve to be alone. With no one forever. You put them in a sad place just being around. They deserve happiness. Something you cannot physically and mentally provide. Unless he’s just using you. I can see that. I just can’t see you being loved. You’re not worthy of that strong suit. I’m sure all agree. So why not do him a favor and let him be so he can be happy. You’re not capable of doing such things. You deserve nothing dear. So stop holding on. What do you know about love anyways? Nothing I’d hope. Because you’re just giving yourself false hope. Which I can not allow you to have such a thing. You CAN NOT be loved. You deserve to rot alone. You cause anger. Hate. Nothing having to do with love.
Just give up on everything and drown with me. I want you to be alone. Sad. Angry. Depressed. Hurt. Hated. Which you basically are. Can’t you notice that no one is really there for you? You just get pushed down more and more. Isn’t that a sign to leave this place? I can help you end it all you know. Just let me in.
I am driving you crazy. I’m slowly killing you. But I rather speed up that process. You know I love giving you headaches. Punching yourself in the head is like a symphony to my ears. You should do it a lot more. Maybe it’ll knock some sense into you to just give up already you stubborn piece of shit.
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I got wasted because I didn’t wanna deal with myself tonight
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The procrastinators dream🤣 Ive done laundry, vacuumed, updated website, gone grocery shopping, the gym, shower- even plucked eyebrows.....while ruminating on the image that will be covering this canvas. Several versions of my idea are debating-#art #artist #painting #procrastination #thecreativeprocess #creativity #emptycanvas https://www.instagram.com/p/BwQPsHtg0rW/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=hg4d3xz0nou
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Use what you have to do what you love.
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Can't sleep, so I'm staring at the canvases for my next two astronaut pieces trying to picture where they all will go. #drawing #draweverydayordie #illustration #art #emptycanvas
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Love this feeling. Even with an empty canvas. #artlife #art #emptycanvas #digitalart #artist #personal #workspace #medibangpaint #ZedHuff
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I feel like I need more tattoos . #emptycanvas #moretattoos #lotustattoo #justatowel #beforeshower #modeloffduty #prettygirl #petitegirl https://www.instagram.com/p/BsegVOrjBNa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1nvv5exeuilq1
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talkTotheBrush•Creating Connecti0n . another sudden craving to make something unknown hidden in my mind . #art #painting #creatingart #creativity #nightdemon #intothenight #inmymind #emptycanvas (på/i Mölndal) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqQWQHigBeZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=754qy5z8oxeq
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