Photographic evidence of the reason of my temporary Instagram death in the past two months. Exhibit A: the final paper I wrote to complete my master at @chelseaual. It filled my room with way too many books and my body with way too much caffeine. Exhibit B: curating my first show by myself with a bunch of cool people and artists, which involved a lot of artworks to be carried around all sorts of #londontransport. Exhibit C: painting the Cookhouse gallery for our @curating_collections degree show. Exhibit D: spending way too many hours on the #ikea website, Ikea customer service line, Ikea store. Exhibit E: moving out of the place that I have been living in the past new year and its super duper view which gave me strength in the hardest times. Exhibit F: moving in my new place with a bunch of strangers which are actually so lovely that make me cry of joy and the little 🐢 Franklin. Maybe now I’m ready to spam arts and food again... With a little holiday attached? Perhaps before starting a potential proper job? AM I ASKING TOO MUCH?