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King Station # 1, 11" x 14" Oil on wood. Based on subway station in Toronto Canada.
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Lawrence West Station #2 2019, Oil on Wood 11" x 14" Final pic for this piece. . This piece is available DM if interested. . . . . . #TOAF19 #artfair #torontoart #subways #subwaystation #perspective #line (at Lawrence West station) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1FGuOvggo3/?igshid=1qrlv01z0i7r9
“One morning this sadness will fossilize
And I will forget how to cry
I'll keep going to work and you won't see a change
Save perhaps a slight gray in my eye”
Painting: Automat by Edward Hopper, 1927
Song: Fireworks, Mitski
i stared at the sky a bit too long this morning. it was blue, a little rosy in the corner. as the violet tinted my bare feet, i realized that it's summer now. it's summer and it's july 17th. summer and july 17th remind me of you.
summer and july 17th would have smelled like the sun, warm and vital. but it has been long since i thought about it—you might not be the most genuine definition of warmness and vitality, yet you might be of kindness.
kindness doesn't always come in a sun basked form. it often comes in many spiteful ways. it comes in your unspoken reassurance, it comes in your hidden prayers for wellness—eventually, it comes in a form of farewell so that you and i can grow into more humane humans. it is bitter and it is still kindness.
kindness is versatile. it's something pure, it's something tainted. it's so easy, it's so complicated. it's everything you do in your quarter century of existence.
you embody july 17th, you are summer.
you embody kindness, you are kind.
p. s. happy belated birthday, wonwoo!