srsly art woman

Mean­while, in art class   .   .   .

                Every­one:
                * be­ing su­per qui­et and po­lite *
                Me:
                * ar­rives late, still drink­ing cof­fee,
                takes over, like, three desks;
                pro­ceeds to slam things around and curse loud­ly *
 
 

 

 

I’m not re­al­ly con­cerned with whether a dis­cus­sion on the tran­sient na­ture of earth­ly life as rep­re­sent­ed through the ephemer­al ma­te­ri­al­i­ty of peas­ant food in a French still life, is ever go­ing to come up in a job in­ter­view.

But thanks, art school, for try­ing to keep me pre­pared any­way.
 

Re­al­is­tic Por­trait of a School of Dol­phins in Two Di­men­sions
Mixed Me­dia
Bwargh von Mod­nar
2015

 

Beat the Teenagers with The Red Wedge
As­sem­blage
Bwargh von Mod­nar
2015

 
                El Lis­sitzky walks into a bar and or­ders two shots:
                One which he proud­ly drinks as a toast to Lenin,

                and one just for the drink’s sake.
 
 

 
 

Self
As­sem­blage with Egg Tem­pu­ra
Bwargh von Mod­nar
2015
 

I keep hav­ing dreams about my hair in re­la­tion to my iden­ti­ty.

What starts as a quick, emo­tion­al de­ci­sion to­ward dras­tic change, be­comes im­me­di­ate re­gret when I do it all wrong, and through a process I end up fix­ing and lov­ing it, and my­self, more than be­fore …

This is also the process through which I make art usu­al­ly – learn­ing new things through fuck­ing up, and then (re­gard­less of how the thing ac­tu­al­ly turns out) feel­ing pret­ty good about my own will­ing­ness to fuck up in­stead of not try­ing.
 

 

It so rarely oc­curs to me that any of my prob­lems have to do with be­ing a woman. I keep get­ting caught up in this idea, like, it’s the 21st cen­tu­ry and my gen­der com­pris­es most of the plan­et.
 
 

                I
                don’t
                have
                the
                pa­tience
                to
                ex­press my feel­ings
                about
                be­ing
                in­fan­tilized
                by every­one
                I’m
                smarter
                than.
 
 

Ac­cord­ing to Ar­den Leigh,
I should con­sid­er over­haul­ing my wardrobe to fit most­ly with­in the ide­al im­age that I want to be­come … but I just don’t know that it’s pos­si­ble to live like a steam­punk Ste­vie Nicks ²⁴⁄₇.
 

Prepar­ing to lead my flock.
 

—bwargh von mod­nar

Flom­mist Bwargh von Mod­nar is. Copy­right © 2015 Bwargh von Mod­nar. All rights re­served. 

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