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contemporarycas · 23 hours
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Gnawing at flesh and bone
Metal rips at your body like it's a sin to feel
Tears pricked in your eyes, that don't dare to fall
Feral being or a scared little girl?
Venom laced tounge with pushing hands
Afraid of the men who feigne helpfulness
Afraid of your mother who calls love
Because the rumbling in your stomach begs to differ
The sting of your skin cries liar
They treat you like a dog
With their presumptions, their prescriptions, their perception
You're something to be fixed
Pet project, runt of the litter
Resigned to the shelter
Awaiting euthanization
They'll call it mercy
You don't need to be sedated to be loved
Fall into my arms like it's coming home
Even if you bark, bite and snarl
If the sickening pit in your stomach corrodes your thoughts
If your body goes weak and your hands start to tremble
I won't flinch, I won't run, I won't leave
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contemporarycas · 2 days
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contemporarycas · 3 days
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A lil explanation about this peice and the work that goes alongside it!
Tw below the cut for SA! If you can't read it I understand and hope you're doing well ♡
I created daisy to go alongside my paintings wildflower which can be found here
This series was my way of working through accepting my assault and coming to terms with the fact it was something I couldn't keep avoiding. This was all triggered when I started college to find out my abuser was not only on the same campus, she was across the hall from me everyday. I had to see her for the first time in two years and it brought back this wave of emotions I didn't know how to deal with.
So I did it in the only way I knew how, art. I created my paintings and this digital video that also has a physical version.
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The poem was about my struggle with my abuser. I decided I wanted to focus on creating a poem around the way you can become fully reliant on somebody in a toxic relationship to the point your willing to give them your all. Despite knowing it will never be good enough. I also wanted to hint at the feeling a lot of people go through when they are mentally ill or wanting to stay sicker or be sicker. This can be amplified by a toxic partner who wants to be seen as a good person and "fix" a sick person while also making them worse than before.
I also wanted to capture the desperation in my words along with the naive way of thinking that I had at the time.
Daisies were her favourite flower, they also ironically symbolise themes like innocence. Forget me nots are a self explanatory flower, I find it bryond infuriating that I will have to live with what she did but she gets to move on and forget. Pomegranates can be used as symbolism for death and fertility, two sides of the spectrum. I found it fitting as my abuse felt like the beginning of a new me and a death of an old me.
Thankfully this series of work led to me going to therapy that was specifically for victims of assault. A copy of this poem now sits in the waiting room of the centre and I've been told that it has resonated with multiple patients.
So if you've ever struggled with anything like this I want you to know you aren't alone. It can get better x
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contemporarycas · 3 days
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contemporarycas · 4 days
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I wonder if it would have been easier to stay sick
If I let my illness corrode my insides until I fel free
Because fighting hurts
I can't escape my own brain, my own thoughts, my own hands
I'm at the mercy of my masochistic actions
I'm self destructive but I would swear I'm trying
Honestly I don't know what trying looks like
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contemporarycas · 4 days
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'The view from halfway down' - acrylic on various MDF boards
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contemporarycas · 13 days
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I showed her your cigarettes
Your perfume
Your signature cocktail
Because I crave you more than nicotine on rainy days
And I hate you more than the shakes
When I close my eyes it's like she's you
But there's no poison lacing her kiss
No harm in her hands
I showed her your texts
Your voicemails
Your flaws
And I miss you like I miss highschool
Like I miss that pit in my stomach
Like you miss your brother
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contemporarycas · 14 days
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Sometimes I love like my dad
It comes out like venom
Lacing words I mean with my chest
I'm loud, I'm over the top
I'm too rough for most
Too much for most
Most times I love like my mum
It's the little things I do
I'll trace circles on your back
Squeezing so tight
It's like I want to climb inside you
Spray your perfume while I'm leaving
I'll carry you with me
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contemporarycas · 15 days
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I hate early mornings
When I'm awake before the sun
And a coldness creeps into my bones
The train is always bumpy
But it's quiet
Faint rain hitting off the glass
It's just me and some girl
She's going to glasgow
I heard her voice through my haze
Sweet like honey as she got her ticket
I looked back to see a heart fluttering smile
A stark contrast to my own expression
I wonder how she feels about the mornings
Does she stop for coffee
Does her alarm shuffle on Spotify
Do her feet hit the floor before her mind starts to fuction
When I get off the train
And run for my bus to college
I think about her
Her early mornings
And if she loves them enough for both of us
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contemporarycas · 17 days
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There's a girl in my class
Freckled face, shaggy hair, dressed like she came from the forest
Utterly breathtaking with a personality to match
She made a puppet
It's been hung in the hallway with such love and care
Sat on a pedestal where it belongs
Sleepless nights spent meticulously working away at the small details
Selenite eyes and repurposed material
I guess she sees the beauty in scraps
Treats them with respect, with honor, with admiration
Her finger graze across the body like it's real
Delicate touches like it's her own baby
Even though we've talked in lengths about children
How we just don't feel like we have that instinct
But she cradles this puppet in cloth
A gentleness I can't understand
It's just wood, fabric, wire and glue
But she's told me the story
Over and over
How proud she was of her journey through the stars
How much she would give to just be able to hold her
How she would've clung to her and refused to let go
I found myself envious of a dead dog
I found myself wishing she'd treat me the same
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contemporarycas · 18 days
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Final project for college wip 🖤
Based on my personal struggles with depression and the cycle of self destructive behaviour/coping mechanisms
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contemporarycas · 19 days
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'In bloom' - fineliner on a5 mixed media paper
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contemporarycas · 20 days
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I am better than no man
My anger runs rampant through this body
Coursing in my veins like firey whiskey
My daddy should have laid off the booze
I think I was born with this fuse so short
Or maybe it was cut like a cord
I am better than no man
When my voice booms across walls
Deer in headlights looking back at me
The guilt pings in my chest but I can't mutter out a sorry
The embarrassment makes me dig in my heels
And my shoes are a few sizes to big
I'll grow into them he says
I am better than no man
I need her pressed against me like it's primal
If my teeth don't sink into flesh I fear I've become weak
I'm calloused and rough
In the darkness I'm malleable
With the warmth of her hands I crack, I crumble
But I'll leave before the sun rise
She'll reach out
Met with empty sheets where my body laid
I'm better than no man
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contemporarycas · 21 days
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'In another life we were arsonists' - acrylic on wooden panels
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contemporarycas · 22 days
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When my pleads fall on death ears I don't know how you expect me to act
When the calender runs it's course and I'm left staring at crossed off days
Am I meant to feel loved?
Am I meant to feel seen?
I cling to myself in the darkness
Listen to your breathing steady
You're blissfully unaware
Because it doesn't matter how many times
You just don't get it
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contemporarycas · 23 days
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hot artists don't gatekeep
I've been resource gathering for YEARS so now I am going to share my dragons hoard
Floorplanner. Design and furnish a house for you to use for having a consistent background in your comic or anything! Free, you need an account, easy to use, and you can save multiple houses.
Comparing Heights. Input the heights of characters to see what the different is between them. Great for keeping consistency. Free.
Magma. Draw online with friends in real time. Great for practice or hanging out. Free, paid plan available, account preferred.
Smithsonian Open Access. Loads of free images. Free.
SketchDaily. Lots of pose references, massive library, is set on a timer so you can practice quick figure drawing. Free.
SculptGL. A sculpting tool which I am yet to master, but you should be able to make whatever 3d object you like with it. free.
Pexels. Free stock images. And the search engine is actually pretty good at pulling up what you want.
Figurosity. Great pose references, diverse body types, lots of "how to draw" videos directly on the site, the models are 3d and you can rotate the angle, but you can't make custom poses or edit body proportions. Free, account option, paid plans available.
Line of Action. More drawing references, this one also has a focus on expressions, hands/feet, animals, landscapes. Free.
Animal Photo. You pose a 3d skull model and select an animal species, and they give you a bunch of photo references for that animal at that angle. Super handy. Free.
Height Weight Chart. You ever see an OC listed as having a certain weight but then they look Wildly different than the number suggests? Well here's a site to avoid that! It shows real people at different weights and heights to give you a better idea of what these abstract numbers all look like. Free to use.
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