a literal representation of creative neglect (?!)
that was a bit harsh but yes i have not been in the studio for some time
and by some time i mean -
i’ve got rubble accumulating
but how cute, all the things clinging onto the wall for dear life waiting patiently for my return
i checked out this tillmans book from my studio library to join my at home library for a while and i’m very excited to revisit it after having just seen his incredible and huge exhibition at the pompidou last summer
i had the pleasure of seeing the show with my family and one of my dearest friends babette who is also an artist and painted the drop sheet in that first photo
in my studio visit tonight i also urgently took down some prints of my ex (simply not the energy i’m welcoming anymore) and replaced them with paul pfeifer, chiura obata, and picasso postcards
a strong upgrade
(for now)










