Saturday, February 25, 2017

It's true, and I'll double down again *my rage only makes me stronger* posting on FB where they will never read it (read it: self-dep, sarcasm)

Future-fear is real. And, it's not just political this time. It is what is irrationally cared and worried about the most: no collective, just selfish-fucking-anxiety. We have no prospects. We are dying. We heard the worst artist from our department (and I mean worst as human + thinker + producer) be told they were being put up for a magazine's mfa prize yesterday and we were like: this is the most backward thing I have ever heard. <Also, old men should start to think about expanding their definition of what is sculpture to at least the 19fucking90s> And this is how old men help other men get ahead, by being so regressive and exclusionary in their thinking...holy fuck, even this bullshit is an allegory for what is happening--we don't have the energy rn. Because we have nothing but "dress for success" and everyone else (everyone! haha) has all the security, but we are desperate with voices that will never be heard. Something about screaming into pillows at night.

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