Sade Olutola

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Kiana Khansmith

Kaledo Art
Claire Keane

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Andulka
Cosimo Galluzzi

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JBB: An Artblog!
cherry valley forever
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
we're not kids anymore.
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Cosmic Funnies
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
KIROKAZE
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@thedancingprophet
The ocean leaves behind pieces of herself 🐚♡
“Often father and daughter look down on mother (woman) together. They exchange meaningful glances when she misses a point. They agree that she is not bright as they are, cannot reason as they do. This collusion does not save the daughter from the mother’s fate.”
Do you recognize me?
Stay a while.
Atleast i'm going somewhere
-seeds of catastrophe
Need recommendations of communities to join 🥹
😁 collage edits 😁 sketchbook lettering 😁
-like the crackles off a fire. I have so many ideas, there is beauty still in the ones that fizzle out. obviously a fire is beautiful. or is it destructive? in which case mediocrity be a blessing.
please just talk to someone. We have enough dead friends
Community. And sitcom lives.
-so I guess art has been my personal salvation.
-a peaceful revolution is possible if you control the power party.
-repeat mantras until you believe them. they don’t know anything. they’re all much more confused than I.
-I am totally content with walking at different speeds. it’s not stubbornness
-I can totally be sandra bullock.
-during peaks, provide yourself with the conditions to survive dips.
-just get started, what wasn’t done yesterday can be done now. or it can be not done. it may be forgotten. a dead spark. the decision is yours.
-generational microVmacro vision
Often lately I’ve found myself in moments of realizing that she is here. The she in question being the little girl I once was. Everything about her is still within me. Her interests and desires. But it’s very personal. Private. She is like my guidebook. How to life. How to dream. She is my constitution, my foundation and my guide. She is who I want to live up to and who I can’t disappoint. And as I look around this room and speak these words, I sink into a place deep inside myself. Become a viewer. Because she is here now. Her interests, compassion, words, and curiosity take over, at the same time I shrink back. I am here.
Sometimes I feel like a crazy person.
I’m facing adhd right now I think.
I can’t even remember what I was going to write.
My mom will be a good grandma.
But I don’t understand how to get to that point when I cannot stand to talk to her or hear from her.
I feel like the negative ideas and perceptions from others just tear me down and make me doubt my journey.
I’m too focused on the journey they’re too focused on getting to a destination.
From My Notes:
-the fifteen year anniversary conceptually, as a concept.
-that worldly catastrophic syndrome finds me differently; you can’t allow paralysis to consume you; to change the system, you must enter it
-the world seems too large a scale.
-I can recognize throughout history, I have always faced devastation.
-why was I always waiting for the moment it would end? the major devestating tragedy? why did I think the locked hotel room door was it? I definitely orchestrated that.
-every moment is not blank. everyday is not a fresh slate. you were in the middle of something. finish it.
Old Florida Beauty. Mixed Media. 2025.