I think sometimes i’m just pretending to be here. My head is empty in this moment, I keep trying to feel connected to my life and the stuff I do. It feels like someone else is doing it all and I just come to visit from time to time to see what I (??) have done in the meantime. I think that’s why my Imposter kicks so hard when someone tells me I did great. It’s like a mask I keep on at all times. It’s a different person doing all the work and not me. I really want to identify with it but I fucking can’t
•Split•
acrylic painting on plywood
size 20x30 cm
2021
Jennifer Chang from “The Skin’s Broken Aria”
grox:
unbrushed hair and ugly outfit but in a sexy and mysterious way









