Tommy D.
The Artful Heart of the Unspoken Doom
I draw creatures no one's ever seen, just to feel free.
People thought I was just the angry one. The one who never got it right. But I was paying attention—more than they knew. I didn’t shout because I was wild, I shouted because the world made no sense and no one else would say it. Now I pour all that into my art, little stitched-together animals that don't belong to this world. Maybe they’re lucky. Maybe they can run.
What I'm Into: Kathy’s voice when she laughs, small stitched animals, the fields at dusk, Ruth when she’s being impossible, the idea of deferral
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