As nativism and fascist politics are on the rise everywhere, a heroine like Modesty is more vital and relevant than ever
Author Archives: Edward Ficklin
Making art is grabbing some inchoate idea from the ether and trying wrestle it into physical existence. Always failing, really, but never stopping.
We are not free labor, we are not the product!
Imagine, if you will, our own queer, smutty twittergram where we share our work and our thoughts without fear of algorithmic erasure, trolls, or weaponized reports.
Watches of the Night
Like a walk in a garden, you catch a glimpse of delicate creature coyly flirting with visibility among the flowers. You feel a brief spark that invites a longer look and maybe leaves a gently joyous, lingering sensation.
The erotic as continuum–not binary
Why is sex, and the erotic in general, segregated in our storytelling?
The office, but not THAT office
Today I make one thing. I may make something different tomorrow. I close down by hitting a kind of reset button on the office, restoring it to a ready state–ready for tomorrow’s adventure.
Everything that’s not burning hot like that hothouse, not pushing and pulling to reshape us into our most glorious selves, not utterly committed and vulnerable, is the mistake, the fake, the loss, the near miss.
Move Better, Draw Better
Expanding my routines freed up my thinking about health and physique, freed up my body and, believe it or not, freed up my art, too.
When you start to engage with the cishet power brokers and gatekeepers, pundits and pontificators, you’ll often get the well-intentioned advice to straighten it up or go nowhere.
Of course he’s looking
2021, 14 in. x 11 in., casein on paper