why are you so violent and crying stones?
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Nichole Shinn is a multidisciplinary artist(listed above: Painting, Digital Painting, Drawing, 3D sculpting, animator, game maker, ceramicist, writer, book maker etc.) & freelance illustrator based in Brooklyn, NY. She is a co-founder of TXTbooks.
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Born and raised in Austin, Texas. She received her BFA in Painting from The Pratt Institute in 2014 in Brooklyn, New York, which is where she currently works and lives. In 2014 she co-founded an independent publishing project called TXTBooks with 4 friends, specializing in Risograph printing. She helps manage production with TXTBooks and is a freelance illustrator working with clients such as Rhizome, Supreme, and Bloomberg Businessweek. Currently her practice explores projected and internalized fantasies onto the feminine identity, body, spirit and mind. Executed through interdisciplinary techniques such as painting and ceramic, she builds her own characters and worlds that reflect the conflicted relationship between empowerment and degradation within fantastical feminine representations. She has selected artist book's held at the Whitney Museum, RISD, Yale, and SAIC Library, as well as the New York Public Library.
She has had her works shown at spaces such as Miriam Gallery, Dateline Gallery, Printed Matter, Lubov Gallery, Enorme, and EFA Robert Blackburn.
Her work has been featured in It's Nice That, Printed Matter, and Forge Art Magazine among others. She has selected artist book's held at the Whitney Museum, RISD, Yale, and SAIC Library, as well as the New York Public Library.
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CV. Once young and bright Your formerly pink, blush fur Now matted and gray From all those late nights Protecting me until day Stuffing now lost From countless hugs, Trips, and washes Now your back is curved To fit under the crook of my chin Your short, clumped fur Once lavish and bright Though faded, Still soft and soothing Like a feathery pillow against my skin Your gentle aroma Only noticeable by me Releases gusts of my childhood Smelling like laughter and play Your light brown nose On the tip of your pure white snout That could once pass as a mound Of freshly fallen snow from the wintry sky Now dusted with gray But still manages to retain its softness Due to endless kisses Causing it to feel like velvet under my skin You were always there In every moment From when I was on cloud nine To when I felt like I hit rock bottom Your floppy ears Danced in the air When you soared Around the room Like an angel In my arms The top of your head Has absorbed what feels to be Waterfalls of tears Over what seems to be Endless years And although invisible To the human eye I can see your compassionate, tender smile From light-years away You watch the days go by Watching all the endless dawns Of morning rays Followed by ceaseless sunsets Revealing the lavish night sky Each day, you sit and look back On the good old days The days where we would do nothing But sit and play Now, You sit at home alone From the crack of dawn To the pitch black of night I see you watching from the shelf With pity in the black voids You call eyes I sometimes hear you Call out in sorrow As our laughable moments Slip away Day by day Years go by Less laughter Less tears You wonder where you will be In the next few years You watch the scary movies From your spot in my room You watch in awe As I no longer pear over the covers, No longer hiding my face with fear You realize that I no longer See the shadows of the trees outside As monsters From under my bed You watch as I no longer Jump from chair to chair Fearing the floor Is a pool of lava Waiting to sear my skin All you see now Is my lifeless room Until the day’s chaos slows And the late night starts to show Except now, When I leave in the morning I can almost hear the faint whisper Of your non-existent voice Soothing, gentle Softly begging me to stay Although worn with age Your once pink, blush fur Now matted and gray From all those nights Protecting me until day Then it dawned upon you No one could love you The same way
Nichole Shinn is a multidisciplinary artist(listed above: Painting, Digital Painting, Drawing, 3D sculpting, animator, game maker, ceramicist, writer, book maker etc.) & freelance illustrator based in Brooklyn, NY. She is a co-founder of TXTbooks.
SHE/THEY
Born and raised in Austin, Texas. She received her BFA in Painting from The Pratt Institute in 2014 in Brooklyn, New York, which is where she currently works and lives. In 2014 she co-founded an independent publishing project called TXTBooks with 4 friends, specializing in Risograph printing. She helps manage production with TXTBooks and is a freelance illustrator working with clients such as Rhizome, Supreme, and Bloomberg Businessweek. Currently her practice explores projected and internalized fantasies onto the feminine identity, body, spirit and mind. Executed through interdisciplinary techniques such as painting and ceramic, she builds her own characters and worlds that reflect the conflicted relationship between empowerment and degradation within fantastical feminine representations. She has selected artist book's held at the Whitney Museum, RISD, Yale, and SAIC Library, as well as the New York Public Library.
She has had her works shown at spaces such as Miriam Gallery, Dateline Gallery, Printed Matter, Lubov Gallery, Enorme, and EFA Robert Blackburn.
Her work has been featured in It's Nice That, Printed Matter, and Forge Art Magazine among others. She has selected artist book's held at the Whitney Museum, RISD, Yale, and SAIC Library, as well as the New York Public Library.
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