Finn Robinson (he/him)
“Since you desire to know so inwardly, then briefly,” he replied, “I’ll tell you why I feel no dread at entering down here. We dread an object when (but only when) that object has the power to do some harm. Nothing can otherwise occasion fear. I was created by the places I come from in the same way we live between memories — and so I am untouched by all your wretchedness, you cannot assail me.”
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Try it Once. Try it Twice. (Sodomite)
Oil and marker on canvas, 170 x 140 cm, April 2022.
Oil and marker on canvas, 170 x 140 cm, March 2022.
The Uninvited Guest
Acrylic and marker on canvas, 60 x 50 cm, April 2022.
Quiet Desperation in a Sad Gay World
Acrylic, varnish, and marker on canvas, 100 x 120 cm, March 2022.
Crystal Blue, in my head
Acrylic on canvas, 40 x 50 cm, April 2022.
Everything was beautiful… because I was with you…
Oil on canvas, 60 x 140 cm, April 2022.
Butterflies, now all dead.
Acrylic and marker on canvas, 40 x 50 cm, April 2022.
Slain (by the Irises)
Acrylic and marker on canvas, 16 x 20 in, April 2022.