wfm: yearning (for boobs)


Returning to the depths of Craiglist to source my art (a lá MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE, 2017), I, for the first time, took an active role in the process: I allowed myself to be seen and manipulate what was once just a passive landscape where I would quietly observe the remnants of web 1.0 dwindle in the post-social-media network.

I posted that I would send pictures of my boobs in exchange for the story of a first crush.

spring 2020, zine