Today my mum said I should blog again.
I thought I had nothing to say.
These days I’ve been quite silent, dreaming through more ways I can interpret and express our current climate. Ways I can push through the images in my head. More than ever genuine connections are what will soothe me, there is no way to be an artist. That’s what I will continue to tell myself. It’s what helps me share my voice it’s what stops me from saying it’s been fun but-
The artist – elusive, brooding- is painting on their canvas their own way. In a way not everyone will understand but those who do will feel an immense connection to them.
Etc etc.
Until the next one. Below are some collages I created; self portrait and digital collage collision.
Shift.
