I think the reason I keep coming back to art (the reason I curate, write about it, and keep creating) is that art is one of the few things left that doesn’t ask me to optimize anything. It doesn’t want me to be faster or more productive, or to do a specific thing to have a chance at being seen. Art asks me to be present with it, to feel something, and to let that feeling exist without needing to turn it into a takeaway or a lesson.
These three pieces reminded me of that. Gremiana’s work reminded me that everything starts from inside. Inna’s work reminded me that I’m probably not seeing enough of what’s already around me. And anemale’s work reminded me that sometimes the most honest response to something beautiful is to have no words for it.
This work reminded me that the best way to blossom is to become aware of who you actually are. It brought back memories and the consequences of times when I was self-anchored in the truest sense. (They weren’t bad.)
The longer I sit with it, the more it makes me feel like even the air we breathe comes from within, shaped by how we resonate with ourselves, and how we learn to love ourselves. I know that sounds abstract, but this piece keeps pulling me back there, into that state.
This piece made me think about how much we shrink our lives without realizing it, by the frames we build and then mistake for reality.
It reminded me why perspective is one of the most important arts, because it teaches me the ability to see beyond what I’ve unconsciously decided is “the world.”
When I read the way Inna framed it, it opened even more doors, some connected to her words, some not. And that’s when I realized that when a piece doesn’t deliver an answer, it expands your questions.
This is one of those pieces I can’t explain, because it made me feel too many things at once to translate them into language. I keep wandering through everything it brings up in me, trying to give those feelings actual words.
It resonated even more because it connects directly to a perspective I explored in my latest essay.
I generated this piece using a model anemale designed. The model carries his way of seeing, but the final output is shaped by my vision too.
In the essay, I wrote that the most personal part of what you create might not be the output, but the system behind it. anemale designed what made this piece possible, and to me, that’s where the real art lives.
This piece carries both his taste in the system and my choices within it, and it made me think again about what it means to connect with art, because this time, I was also part of how it came to exist.🌹
I think the reason I keep coming back to art (the reason I curate, write about it, and keep creating) is that art is one of the few things left that doesn’t ask me to optimize anything. It doesn’t want me to be faster or more productive, or to do a specific thing to have a chance at being seen. Art asks me to be present with it, to feel something, and to let that feeling exist without needing to turn it into a takeaway or a lesson.
These three pieces reminded me of that. Gremiana’s work reminded me that everything starts from inside. Inna’s work reminded me that I’m probably not seeing enough of what’s already around me. And anemale’s work reminded me that sometimes the most honest response to something beautiful is to have no words for it.
This work reminded me that the best way to blossom is to become aware of who you actually are. It brought back memories and the consequences of times when I was self-anchored in the truest sense. (They weren’t bad.)
The longer I sit with it, the more it makes me feel like even the air we breathe comes from within, shaped by how we resonate with ourselves, and how we learn to love ourselves. I know that sounds abstract, but this piece keeps pulling me back there, into that state.
This piece made me think about how much we shrink our lives without realizing it, by the frames we build and then mistake for reality.
It reminded me why perspective is one of the most important arts, because it teaches me the ability to see beyond what I’ve unconsciously decided is “the world.”
When I read the way Inna framed it, it opened even more doors, some connected to her words, some not. And that’s when I realized that when a piece doesn’t deliver an answer, it expands your questions.
This is one of those pieces I can’t explain, because it made me feel too many things at once to translate them into language. I keep wandering through everything it brings up in me, trying to give those feelings actual words.
It resonated even more because it connects directly to a perspective I explored in my latest essay.
I generated this piece using a model anemale designed. The model carries his way of seeing, but the final output is shaped by my vision too.
In the essay, I wrote that the most personal part of what you create might not be the output, but the system behind it. anemale designed what made this piece possible, and to me, that’s where the real art lives.
This piece carries both his taste in the system and my choices within it, and it made me think again about what it means to connect with art, because this time, I was also part of how it came to exist.🌹
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