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She used to be a Girl

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I dug through the cardboard boxes in my parents’ basement and found lost treasures. Girlhood artifacts. Dirty ponies. Chipped unicorns. Doll parts and doilies. This might have been what I was searching for all along.

I really enjoy their dingy condition. We age and so do our toys. I remember trying to pull combs through plastic hair and assembling a little girl altar of ceramic unicorns on my bureau.

Being able to play pretend is a super power that fades as we grow older. I recall being at an age where I became aware that I was losing it. I dove back into pretend play and tried to force myself to hold onto that magic. Sometimes I think it worked. Others, I grieve the loss.

Someone once told me that my heart still believes in things my head know aren’t real. Maybe that’s a large part of why and what I paint.

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Glitter craft paper, fake flowers and abandoned toys seem appropriate. It reflects a bit of how I see myself these days. Colors fade. Natural radiance is replaced with cosmetic grade mica flakes. The flow of blood is imitated with waxy pigments. It’s the natural course of things. It’s the hope for magic in the context of reality.

I am not speaking as a sad sack. I think these feelings and memories are important to explore.

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She was a Sphinx

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Flick her tail, yawn all teeth.

Treasure pressed against her belly,

childish secrets and vision engines of glass and glitter.

I loved you, she said as she licked her paw.

Purrs and hisses amongst forbidden kisses in the shade.

Violent eyed with a forked tongue.

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Behold my sloppy concepting! Photoshop, photography, scissors and glue!

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Superstitious Kitsch

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This is me officially declaring that my *style* is called Superstitious Kitsch. From my paintings, to my patterns, that’s what it is. I’m here to serve your basic witch needs(this is me trying to make a joke off being a basic bitch, it’s not funny if you have to explain it). It’s a bit ridiculous, but it’s also very honest. I value self awareness maybe a bit too much.

I’ve been loading up my RedBubble shop up with new patterns, stickers and clothing. I’ve been taking elements of my paintings to make them into stickers.

The themes are all spooky and witchy aka superstitious kitsch.

I am also thinking of offering my RedBubble shop items as rewards on my Patreon. What do you thinK? I’d love to hear anyone’s thoughts on it. To me it seems like a way to reward patrons with practical items.

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