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I don’t know where I’m going, but it’s taking me somewhere. 🚬🚬🚬

Untitled 80 x 130 x 4 cm Cigarette ashes, mural paint, acrylic on linen

Lindemann shuts down over “entrenched dealer-collector dynamics” and “the exhausting politics of art fairs.” I feel you but hey, at least you never had to deal with the Sergitos 😂

Claire’s feelings are valid. And so are the feelings of every artist in this space, also the ones who aren’t selling, who feel invisible, who are tired. We can’t blame people for being frustrated when they’re putting work out and getting silence back. A lot of artists came here

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Overdid the shitposting last night, crashed out, woke up to my portfolio dipping (no sweat, long game vibes). Peeked in my wallet—bam, that stunning piece from last week's Sotheby's Metaverse auction hits different right now. Timing? Immaculate. Art's perfect. Timing's perfect. Back

"Green man" The Green Man felt good as the first painting of this new series since it represents the death and rebirth. Archetype of the unconscious, symbol of the wild inner self and natural instincts. Acrylic and mural paint on cotton canvas 90 x 115 x 3 cm

Wip gm 👹

Will never stop accruing DotPigeon work. Glad to transact with NTORIUS on the iconic “Hey Alexa, tell everyone to go fuck themselves.”

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