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3 months ago
tumb1rina - aw shit, here we go again.

Blood Orange, 2020 embroidery floss on cotton fabric


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1 year ago
Lost And Found

lost and found

A4 collage, digital collage and birch bark


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1 year ago
A Collage I Am Showing This Month At The Tavistock And Portman Clinic.

A collage I am showing this month at The Tavistock and Portman Clinic.

Team: Winter Light

 Framed, 40 x 30 cm (SOLD) 

A combination of some older collage papers which I started working on in the nineties. The branches are from a magic tree in St Pancras Old Church Yard.

Do pop in to have a look 8am - 8pm, Monday - Friday until 31 January 2024. 

The exhibition is in the library corridor - check in at reception (they’ll give you a badge)…go through the doors on the left…then in the next main corridor, left again.

Please tell and bring your friends, family, colleagues, and anyone you think will be interested. 

Address: Tavistock Centre, 120 Belsize Lane, NW35BA 

Pictures are for sale.


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1 year ago
Creation Of The Pleroma (after Marsden Hartley)

Creation of the Pleroma (after Marsden Hartley)

A4 collage, foil, pencil frottage, digital collage

From early Christian Gnosticism and the Nag Hamaddi library, the Pleroma is the Gnostic spiritual superstructure. It includes divine female spiritual elements, such as Sophia and, particularly, Barbelo, which resonates with me. In some versions of the Creation of the Pleroma, god gazes onto the sea (which serves as a mirror) and his reflection manifests as another, female, being – Barbelo. Out of this gender fluid, narcissistic moment, God’s son materialises and the Holy Trinity is formed. My version is even queerer still, including 50s and 70s male pinups and an image by Marsden Hartley, an under-appreciated gay American painter, who was working at the turn of the last century.


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2 months ago

I mean.

I Mean.

Oscar Santasusagna

Oscar Santasusagna

Oscar Santasusagna - Rites of Passage (2021)


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11 months ago

According by sources given by @loveonfalls , he also used to identify as gay.

Bicycle Race by Queen

Okay so I'm back for Pride Month with this Queen song from 1978, written by Freddie Mercury echoing his Bisexuality!

(Lyrics and OG Video Clip under the cut [TW: Nudity])

Bicycle bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like

You say "black", I say "white" You say "bark", I say "bite" You say "shark", I say "Hey man, Jaws was never my scene And I don't like Star Wars!"

You say "Rolls", I say "Royce" You say "God" - Give me a choice! You say "Lord", I say "Christ!" I don't believe in Peter Pan, Frankenstein or Superman All I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my

Bicycle races are coming your way So forget all your duties oh yeah! Fat-bottomed girls they'll be riding today So look out for those beauties oh yeah

On your marks get set go

Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race Bicycle bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle bicycle (I want a) Bicycle race

Hey!

You say "coke", I say "caine" You say "John", I say "Wayne" "Hot dog", I say, "Cool it, man" I don't wanna be the President of America

You say "smile", I say "cheese" "Cartier", I say, "Please" "Income tax", I say "Jesus!" I don't wanna be a candidate For Vietnam or Watergate 'Cause all I want to do is

Bicycle, (Yeah) bicycle, (Hey) bicycle I want to ride my bicycle, bicycle (c'mon), bicycle I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like

Lyrics from AZLyrics: https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/queen/bicyclerace.html

The Official Video (TW: Nudity)


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1 year ago
The Sound Of A Seagull Greets Him Through An Open Window. He’s Sitting In A Quiet And Quaint Hotel
The Sound Of A Seagull Greets Him Through An Open Window. He’s Sitting In A Quiet And Quaint Hotel
The Sound Of A Seagull Greets Him Through An Open Window. He’s Sitting In A Quiet And Quaint Hotel

the sound of a seagull greets him through an open window. he’s sitting in a quiet and quaint hotel restaurant. the california coast.

he looks out the window across the dock. the boats rest still in the calm waters of the pier. the autumn morning sun is bright, accompanied by a tame and salty ocean breeze. he’s thinking about someone. he thinks about home.

a chilly morning for pastel chino shorts & a well-worn, cerulean linen sweater. both wrinkled, because of the suitcase and an impatience for folding laundry. his dark blond hair is healthy and uncombed, his pale skin and slight accent likely hinting to others he’s not from around here. at ease, his thoughts drift back to kentucky, back to the summer.

surrounded by the soft sounds of silverware clinking on plates, coffee mugs being picked up & sat back down on the tables, sunlight and small talk fill the room. he focuses on the present moment, breathing everything in. people actually live like this, he smiles.


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1 year ago
I STILL MISS HIM
I STILL MISS HIM
I STILL MISS HIM

I STILL MISS HIM

but at least these pictures made him text me back

I STILL MISS HIM
I STILL MISS HIM

怕 · 奇怪的感受 · 爱

absence + reflection

I STILL MISS HIM
I STILL MISS HIM

将来很大 · 机会也是很多生活总是有问题。

u be aight

┬─┬ ノ( ゜-゜ノ)


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