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10 days. #deadat27 📸: @wild35mm
Dead at 27. Jimi. Amy.
More illustrations to come.
Private Thoughts, Personal Feelings.
Nothing’s worse than waiting for your life to start. I catch myself trying to make myself small. Taking up as little room as possible for the courtesy of other people. It feels like i struggle to feel anything else. I’m terrified that life is passing me by. Tomorrow i’ll be old, nothing. No one pays attention to you when your old. My skin won’t heal as quickly. I’m in a complete daze. I’m at a subway station. The train swishes by. Fast, loud, a slight breeze wipes my face. Can’t make out the faces onboard. Can’t tell if we have met or what they look like. My mind is frantically jumping from past to future. I’m stuck in now knowing how to live in the now. I don’t know what i’m supposed to do. Do I mean anything to anyone? It’s such a desperate repetitive question. If i’m not here for anyone why am I still here? I’m confused. I don’t understand anything. Math, numbers, words, world at war, politics, greed, murder, rape. People talk, but more like a murmur. I can’t read lips. I promise i’m not an idiot, so be kind to me. Everyone want maturity, intelligence, lot’s of friends to boast about you. Everyone wants love and success. Everyone wants the framed picture of a preserved moment of happiness. Everyone wants forever. Stephen Hawking knows all secrets to life and universe. He can’t kill himself because he’s physically disabled. What’s the point of living when you know everything. What’s the point of being smart and mature only to discover that life is truly meaningless. i’m not smart enough to kill myself. I have no want or ambition. I live with sensations of falling; my heart is beating out of me; my stomach is going to fall out of my ass. Elementary kids struggle to focus and exercise. Am I still a child? My pediatrician never diagnosed me properly. Doctor? How do I beat the motherfucking sad? Doctor, I struggle with the ability to give my life meaning. Everything is at random. All my clothes are mismatched. I’m not meant to be understood.
KEITH HARING - EXPO NYC!!!
Almost no other name has become as synonymous with New York City street art as that of the late artist Keith Haring. A fixture among the downtown art scene during the ’80s, Haring maintained a close relationship with many other alternative artists of his time including Jean-Michel Basquiat, Kenny Scharf and Andy Warhol. Determined to keep his art public and accessible to all, Haring flooded New York with his signature bold, rhythmic lines and filled the subway system with literally hundreds of drawings. ForArt in the Streets, the MOCA has placed a large selection of Haring’s works on display including several graffiti taggings and a car that the artist hand-painted himself.
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