masked, 5th in series.
masked, 2nd in series.
- 20 x 20 in
She desired so completely, to be purely good. Like she thought she should. Just as she was told. Yet, every time the fury strikes, it feels so right. The peak of fight. Her passion, bright. Bathing in the sweet delight of feeling something, usually neutralized. A light show materialized in tandem. Companionship soured by involuntary power dynamics. The fleeting of innocence begs the title of tragic. A twist in the fates transforms reason to magic.
Circa. 2023
Mixed Media
Self Portrait
masked, 4th in series.
- 20 x 20 in
So before the flowers exist again. Tell me your sweet secrets. Let them flow seamlessly into me until I am completely consumed. Until I am begging for more, but unsure whether I can take it. I beg and scream and plead like a spoiled brat for your words. When the silence sets in, all I’ve ever wanted was to hear your voice. Any letters sound better after they’ve touched your tongue. Then just like everything else that flies too close to the fun… they rot.
Circa. 2023
Mixed Media
Self Portrait
masked, 5th in series.
- 20 x 20 in
Girls that never die. Gods of want. Born of expectations and desires they did not choose. But they will desire it and they will love it. They will become the things that people want and it will feel so fucking liberating. What a good girl! Why, I’ve never seen a single bad thing happen to or as a result of her. Just the way it was intended. The validation that money can’t buy, but premeditated perfection might entertain.
Circa. 2023
Mixed Media