Trigger warning for those with mental health issues, especially depression.
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Lately I've been thinking a lot about states of identity and art. Which parts of ourselves do we choose to share through our art? Why those parts? How does your audience, your sharing platform, shape how you think and create? And, why does sharing work sometimes splinter our identities, or make us lose hold of them?
Personally, I've always felt pulled in (at least) two directions: language versus visual, print/gallery versus web, monochrome versus color. Institutional versus lowbrow/free, minimal versus elaboration, etc. Once upon a time, for example, I took my