Fashion, flair, fabulousness
Red is power,
dynamic.
The taste of red is spicy sweet, hot,
little valentine hearts.
The sound of red is loud,
a blast, a blow, lasting.
The feel of red is hot,
prickly, difficult to touch.
Exciting.
Red is control,
experience,
fun,
smart, self-centred, selfish, desired.
Potentially evil.
Powerful.
Pink is pastel red,
divergent.
The taste of pink is cotton candy
sweet.
Dissolves in your mouth,
rots your teeth.
The sound of pink is giggles,
carnival games.
The feel of pink is soft
thin ribbon.
Pink is innocence,
kind and sweet.
Substance of a dream.
Short attention span.
Young.
Everyone knows that in order to be a true artist, one must appear starving at all times. A simple white tee, ratty jeans, and messy hair will help achieve this effect, but most essential are bare feet. Nothing says “my art represents my soul” better than the appearance of not giving a shit while actually giving all the shits that could possibly be given.
For bonus points you can adopt the paleo diet. The disgustingness of this diet will keep you slim, further adding to your starving appearance but most importantly, it’ll boost up your pretentiousness points.
Shout out to my artist friend, Caro, for posing for this shot.