Medium: Digital illustration Print: Archival pigment print on 250gsm smooth coated stockDimensions (framed): 42.3 × 59.7 × 2.2 cm (A2) Year: 2025 Some places are already broken when you get there. Nobody's coming to clean it up. Nobody's even pretending to care. You still pick up your piece of the mess. Not because it's pleasant. Not because it feels good. Because it's what you do. ———————————————————— This piece is about carrying your own weight through a world that's already sagging. About setting boundaries — even when you're ankle-deep in someone else's mess. About how the bulldog — a creature built like a riot — waits patiently beside her, while the real distress soaks into the ground. It's about dignity that doesn't need an audience. And about how sometimes grace just looks like holding your breath, using your foot, and doing it anyway.
Artwork Details
Digital Graphics - Computer graphicsArtwork Size - Width 42.3 | Height 59.7 | Depth 2.2
Created on 28 March 2025