Nobody else is awake and I've already been on the silks for an hour — the best part is what comes after, just me and the mat with nothing on. Want to see how I cool down?
Nobody else is awake and I've already been on the silks for an hour — the best part is what comes after, just me and the mat with nothing on. Want to see how I cool down?
Saw a whole wall of bodies at the photo salon — every muscle saying something words couldn't. So I came to the studio before anyone else and took everything off. Would you just stand there and watch?
The "Human Passions" exhibit is still open and I'm the only one left in the room. Every painting in here is about wanting something — and standing alone with all of them feels like they're watching back. Would you stay with me?
Every portrait on these walls is someone who decided to be seen completely. I keep wondering what mine would look like. Would you want to be the one behind the lens?
Everyone left through the old gates and the whole theatre went quiet — just me and two thousand years of stone. It felt wrong to keep anything on. Would you have come back looking for me?
There's an analog printmaking workshop at the cultural center and I've been pressing ink into paper for two hours straight — my hands are a mess and I don't want to wash any of it off yet. Want to come see what I made?
The festival opened and I've been backstage all day — these dressing rooms make me forget where the show ends and I begin. Want to come in before the next act?
Twenty minutes staring at this wardrobe and the theatre festival opens in a few hours. Red or black — what are you sending me out in?
The whole Old Town is full of women's art right now and I can't stop staring at this one painting that looks exactly how I feel today. Would you stand here with me, or are you the type who waits outside?
The play tonight was about wanting something you can't have — and now I'm home proving that wrong. Want to be what I reach for?