In class we learned the three types of gazes: the burlesque gaze, the male gaze, and the medical gaze.
Old Westerns on the television screen. I’m sitting in front, digital painting to pass the time.
Digital painting of my model friend whom I met at summer camp. Drawn on Wacom tablet.
I can hear the protests from my window. There are protests everyday. And whenever I open my mouth a little glob of despair comes tumbling out.
Peace-ing out. For now. Not a fan of processing things publicly, but I’ll see you soon, WordPress.