• Fragment.

    The city is parabolic, collapsing on itself like an amphitheater on the surface of a world in the bloom of catastrophe. The outer walls leading to the citadel, which is central to all engineering and architecture and life throughout, are an actual labyrinth. The builders don’t want me to see whatever lies behind those layers […]


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Proverb. Intro to Texture Sculpting. The Priestess, Seneca. Featured: “Orexis de Profundis”

I created “Anicula” as a negative-space portrait using a texture-patchwork technique I’ve used in several new pieces lately. The resulting work tends to possess a certain tangible quality; there is some feeling, as seeing a texture on a surface you cannot touch, but understanding that it would feel a certain way if you could. It’s also very possible that this is entirely subjective, and that I am full of shit.

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Bleeding for art. Letter to Myself. A Secret Skill. 18 Days. The Ritual. Thunderstorms.

I’ve been at my desk for 23 of the last 24 hours. That’s nothing to boast about; I’m clearly overdoing it. The fact that I know I’m overdoing it does absolutely nothing to change the fact that my mind won’t let me sleep, won’t let me quit. Tonight I learned what it means to bleed for my art. I literally worked my fingers bloody. I just couldn’t stop. I don’t know why; I’m so compelled to draw, it’s like this feeling inside my chest, this clawing thing, and when I stop I can’t think of anything else.

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Look Away

OH GOD IS THAT REALLY WHAT I SOUND LIKE? I think, marveling at the tiny screen. I want to look away. She holds it up close so I can see. “Ew, babe. I don’t—” “No, just watch.” “This is weird.” “Oh, you have no idea.” She pushes a button on the side, and the volume […]