Fits no definition of scene and is most certain now, that she would not like to...
Born in Washington, DC, raised in Misawa, Japan, and working in Kansas City, MO. Dark aesthetic, lover of words, snuggler of puppies, killer of real plants, lover of faux, learner, dreamer, getting kind of tired of speaking in the third person...
THUNDERTHIGHS
Now that we’ve demonstrated that I am wildly liberal and politically angry, back to our regularly scheduled artwork. Thank you for bearing the brunt of my art block.
This is an amalgamation of two things: my need to see body diversity in art, and my recently discovered love for poster making. I never understood why ‘thunder thighs’ was an insult. It sounds powerful to me. Reminiscent of an almighty, unstoppable ruckus in the clouds, a veritable fucking rock show of giants, Bikini Kill on amps the size of mountains.
Thunder thighs, huh? I can dig it.
print available here: society6
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