shout out to flatmates who hear you crying yourself to sleep and come in w ciggies and beer, you’re beautiful
you can see a lil of it in my art/school tag but most of that is from first year/the posters i make for women’s group/doodles. with my work at school i work mainly in contemporary, conceptual and multi-disciplinary. I am interested in the everyday/mundane, memory, collectives/collections, and the criteria that operates around whether something is considered memorable/worth/keepable or not. I mostly work with photographs and 2D sculpture at the moment, but am not in anyway a photographer. i intend to move more sculptural and into being a maker instead of a producer but that takes time and i need the ideas and money to fuel it.
i love art school more than a lot of things but i don’t yet consider myself to be an artist.
i’m at uni working late on some design stuff and i noticed it was dark out so i was like huh i should probably text ~ now ex boyfriend ~ so he doesn’t worry and then i remembered oh okay thanks brain
things are okay, people are nice, some people don’t like to hear when you’re not okay, some people are nice about it. it’s whatever.
first crying selfie of 2k14
single and ready to be really really sad about it
thank you for long distance friends willing to talk at 1am
i’ve been doing some stuff but they ain’t that interesting in the grand scheme of things. i talked to a boy in a bookstore at the airport and recommended him a book. he didn’t buy it.