art school confidential

9:00am Wednesday, 13 Mar.

At my grad exhibition, my parents stopped to earnestly whisper, “Is this art?” at various piles of rubbish around the building. They were right two out of three times.

an open letter to my thesis

9:00am Thursday, 17 Jan.

"You consumed me, and not in the sexy vampire way, but in the hurtful way that made my skin look yellow and my hair turn to matted wool."

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