Humiliating Revelations
eye of the blackbird
There is something uniquely humiliating and exhausting about
trying to cling onto a friendship that no longer exists as you know it. The realization
creeps up on you after a spiral of painful moments and after desperate clawing through piles of words, making you seem pathetic and needy. It's made all the more worse when all the
actions scream clearly it’s over
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- In the Shadow of Wennut and the Stillness of Stitch
- Defying the Morality Police
- Humiliating Revelations
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- Free Art Friday Art and Embroidery Pattern
- Public Art and Inspiring Children
- Business of Art and Elitism
- New Work by Matt Decker and Brett Baumgart
- Body Beautiful, Colour and Stitch
- In the Mint Garden with Mr. Twombly
- A peek at Kehinde Wiley
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- Creativity, The Brain & The Muse
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- A Bird Builds its Nest
- He went Dotty
- Exhibit at the Little Art Theatre
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