


Thesis has progressed. I am finally beginning to feel confident and secure in my project. Often times I feel subjected and that makes me insecure. I must remind myself of my talent and push forward. My ideas are obsessive. I am in love with the conceptual. What is reality? It's certainly not these idealized, picturesque, landscapes that these dead animals are placed within. They are hyper-real and actually quite tragic. I can only hope I am portraying this disturbing conception of realism correctly.
obsessed.
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