Don't Squeeze Me
Throughout art school I remember feeling stifled by the requirement to produce process book entries on cue. I always loved the idea of grouping images and allowing them to inspire me, but I hated the process (no pun intended). Now that I'm out in the real world, I find myself harkening back to those art school days – riding the wave of inspiration whenever it strikes, and producing work that encapsulates how I feel in the moment.
skin like honey, like citrus, like silk
please don't squeeze me until I'm yours