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rotting

too rotten to be saved.

The flowers will grow regardless...

I picked up embroidery in 2020 and have really enjoyed translating paintings into thread. I'm working on a series of messed up eyeballs that I love

I'm normal about the magnus archives

I think something that often gets overlooked about the Lonely is that it isn’t just the fear of being rejected, abandoned, and unloved.

It is that, but it’s also the heavy sense of dread that settles in your bones when you realize that whatever danger you’re in, you have to deal with it on your own. It’s the realization that no one is around to hear you scream and that no one is coming to save you. It’s the feeling of calling emergency services (911, 119, etc.) and asking the operator when help is coming, only to be told that no one is coming, because they’re all tied up on other calls right now, so it may be another hour or so before anyone gets to you. It’s the visceral terror you feel when you finally realize that the help you need is never going to come, or if it does, they won’t be there until it’s already too late for you. It’s realizing that you’ll never see your loved ones again, and wondering if anyone will ever find your body, if anyone is going to care that you’re gone, if anyone is ever going to find out what happened to you, if anyone is even going to realize that you’re dead.

Margaret Atwood, from The Door: Poems; “Europe on 5$ a day”

[Text ID: “I’ve cut myself off. / I can feel the place / where I used to be attached. / It’s raw, as when you grate / your finger. It’s a shredded mess / of images. It hurts.”]

Odd Stone #2 by joctaviothomas on Flickr.

Here are some close-ups of my fav paintings, I still love the details and colors from these paintings :))

hey. can i come over and explode into viscera in your living room ?

| Tainted Soil |

Yearly piece for the series "Poppies of the Great War"

This time inspired by the effect of war on the working class and the soil itself.

does anyone know what the first step of unlearning shame is. please say it’s substance abuse

[Thanks Ruth]

* * * * “The secrets of evolution are death and time—the deaths of enormous numbers of lifeforms that were imperfectly adapted to the environment; and time for a long succession of small mutations.” ― Carl Sagan, Cosmos

Embroidery / 2023

"I am both wound and knife" - Emil M. Cioran from "The Temptation To Exist", 1956

organs and ribcage embroidery!

teenage bedroom collection, mixed media (chalk pastels, embroidery, felting, etc.), 2023 work in progress

left to right, top to bottom: "sixteen", "goodnight", "I AM THE GOD I WORSHIP", "cost of freedom"

tma 171 illustration

Loved that new episode...got inspired by some of the “plants” so here are some illustrations of them.

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Night of the vulture.

Digital drawing made with Procreate. 2022.

TBD (to be discovered)

overgrown

Nata Sin

Menotaxis, 2022

Oil on canvas

Jane O. Wayne // Kate Jacobs

Spin Cycle. Oil on canvas, 8 x 10"