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Floral Nebula. Ballpoint 10x8” A4

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Yayoi Kusama working on an abstract painting in her studio (1958)

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Yayoi Kusama (Japanese, 1929), PUMPKIN [FBAN], 2013. Acrylic on canvas, 130.3 x 161.5 cm.

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Kusama: Infinity (Heather Lenz, 2018)

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Jaume Llorens

“What I’m mostly saying, friends, is that I am sad today. I am sad today, and I may be sad tomorrow. But I watched a video where rappers hung out of the roof of a car and threw money in slow motion, and it made me briefly consider another type of freedom. I am sad today, but I held, in my hands, a picture of me on a day where I was not sad. In it, the sunlight leaked over my face in a city I love, and my eyes were wide and eager. I am sad yesterday, and I might be sad tomorrow, and even the day after. But I will be here, looking for a way out, every time. Staying is not always a choice, and I have lived and lost enough to know that. But the way I think about grief is that it is the great tug-of-war, and sometimes the flag is on the side you don’t want it to be on. And sometimes, the game has exhausted all of its joy, and all that’s left is you on your knees. But, today, even though I am sad, my hands are still on the rope. I am making my best work when my hands are on the rope, even if I’m not pulling back. Life is too long, despite the cliché. Too long, and sometimes too painful. But I imagine I have made it too far. I imagine, somewhere around some corner, the best part is still coming.”

— Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can’t Kill Us Until They Kill Us, “Brief Notes On Staying // No One is Making Their Best Work When They Want To Die”