


I feel pretty angry often, about the cost of living, about climate change, and in general global crisis. Its is a lot.I feel as though I am mourning the future I thought I would have when I was young. I saw Last Højaard's work in Berlin, and stared making these drawings. They feel the way I want my work to come across, angry. Why is it so immature to be angry, a better question is why is it mature to hide healthy anger and push it down until it is trauma. I feel powerless, hopeless, and angry. I want to help in every sense of the word, globally and locally, but I am trapped within the confines of my own box. I need a job, I need some kind of housing, both are equally as scarce.
Then there is this problem of being an artist? Well first I need a stable income and housing to support making art as a hobby and then as a career.