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Art to the exclusion of everything else.
Every piece is a portal.
Your life is art unfolding.
The mess is part of the art.
The actual art is just you being you, regardless of the piece.
Art is never about the audience.
I don’t create. I stay out of the way. IT is created through me.
It’s easy to sell shit to those who don’t trust themselves. It’s delicious to sell art to those who actually do.
You create your art. People enter it as they wish. They take whatever they need. But the creation was for you.
Who cares if no one likes it? Who cares if no one gets it? Is it true? Is it you? That’s enough.
If you care about the outcome, you can’t create real art.
I am an artist before his lover. I am mine before I am his.
I always do what I am told to do. And that’s the art I make.
I know I should be a functioning adult, but I’d rather be with my art.
Turning my life into art since way back when.
my being writes ahead of my life / love letters from me to me
i’d rather the art he inspires / than his body next to mine
he is my creation / like every other thing / a treasure i gift myself / as i fall deeper into me
create / extract / curate
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