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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day
Monterey Bay Aquarium
hello vonnie
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

blake kathryn

if i look back, i am lost
Today's Document
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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rabbit face made from the insides of letters for the installation A GIRL IS A GOD
gray angels
A GIRL IS A GOD (and i am not a girl)
Gray Angel with rabbit charm
slip variation ii
heart home. part of A GIRL IS A GOD series. etching and stitching
slip variation i
A girl is a god, she creates endlessly, the world is a playground for which to find new things and marvel at them, to tie ribbons around trees and lay in graveyards, watching dappled light on grass.
Before that she was a writhing earthworm, a butterfly with five legs, sparks of fire in humid night air that confused themselves for blessed fireflies. She was her own heart and the waves that moved from it, up into her throat, down into her belly.
Inside there is no girl. There is no god. There is only winter, spring, summer, autumn. There is only earth and sky. There is no life or death, only trees, tall grass, mountains. Are the trees dead or alive? Does it matter? if they take my breath away, fill my eyes with life?
How do you say no to someone you live with? How do you say no to someone who will fill to the brim with emotion? How do you say no when you think you should say yes? How do you say no when you put yourself there? How do you say no when you can’t get home?
There was freedom before reality. When death was just grass, weeds, and wildflowers, life just another growth spurt, an inch on the kitchen door. When a body was just a jar for the firefly of your soul. There were girls in the graveyard to keep the dead innocent. When everything was just a feeling. Feeling. Being.
These pieces are abstract collages that highlight mistakes that were made within the print studio. Dirty edges, blotches of ink on paper, de-contextualized. When mistakes are made in the printing process, no matter how small, all the work of printing is negated by their presence. I thought it was interesting to make the mistakes the subject on purpose, giving them as much care as I had for my other artworks.
awaiting last july
self healing
gospel barn, kudzu
slip study
simper (southern staple)
untitled (what is a teen dream?) etching, linocut, and drawing collage, 2024
Hither etching and linocut collage, 2024