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Production Valued | Solo show, Nov 2017

Production Valued | Solo show, Nov 2017

Not Attempting Translation | Dec 2017

Not Attempting Translation | Dec 2017

Dispatch 6.03 | Jan 2018

Dispatch 6.03 | Jan 2018

Besharam Bindis | Feb 2018

Besharam Bindis | Feb 2018

Self as State/as Self | August 2017

Self as State/as Self | August 2017

Digital Monologue | Ongoing

Digital Monologue | Ongoing

The Coalition Convention Booth | May 2017

The Coalition Convention Booth | May 2017

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just my own dang face, squinty and thinking and with the expression that always gets me called bitchy, but dudes, guess what? it’s just my face. sometimes I hate it, but most of the time it brings me so much comfort. you ever just look in the mirror and think, “hey! that’s my friend!” 🤗
I remember last year, when I came to RISD, I was so excited and I got my studio key early and spent three whole days just setting up my studio and making it a nice homey place for myself. And then I spent the next nine months slowly tearing it apart, pushing my big work table off to the side, using my chair and table surface as junk storage, and just sat on the floor and made all my work there. — this year most of my stuff is still in a storage closet, and I am having my first two studio visits today, in this space, with a v bad painting on the wall. A part of me feels embarrassed, but another part of me is like 🤷🏽‍♀️- I don’t document and share my work as much, I haven’t been applying to very many opportunities, I say no more often - am I turning my back on professionalism in some sort of purposeful way - or is that just a fancy way of saying, “Damn. I’m tired and a little bit sad.” - I don’t really know. All I know is that I’ve always been so ambitious, but I never really stopped to think about what I the things I thought I wanted might feel like. And the closer, as I round a corner and can start to see some sort of finish, I’m not sure I like what’s waiting for me. - do I fight this feeling or do I let it ride? - for those who have been hustling and fighting the good equity race gender blah fight in the art world for much longer than me - how do you keep going? what are you fighting for? every battle feels like starting new. and I don’t wanna start new. am I too young and too cis and too light skinned to be this tired?
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