ARTIST STATEMENT

I may be young but I’m ready
Come tell these girls they can do it!?

Our milkshake brings all the peeps to the yard,
(*milkshake= amazing contemporary art*)

And damn right our sculpture is large,
And damn right it’s bigger than yours,
And damn right we would like to be in charge;
Of making, playing, experimenting, probing,
Pieces ever growing,
In bites, pixels, cm squared, L X W X H,
The digital and the physical realms, unite.

‘Are we new here? Yah!’

Must be the way that the planets is,
Must be our space, that’s collaborative!

Block on Instagram, block on facebook, block n’ block n’ block,
Focused on the real world making,
Longing for the past,
hoping for our robbed future,
All whilst sitting at our collective’s computer.

Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love? The love.The love.

‘Are we new here? Yah!’
Our Art likes to party in comfy club,
And we can’t stop,
and we won’t stop: making, faking, exploring,
Ignoring taking the art too seriously.
Advocating all that sparks joy.
JOY, being the essential word.

Joy to the world, the comfy club is here,
Let the earth receive her Queen!
Joy to the world then we sing,
Let our angelic visuals ring.

‘Are we new here? Yah!’

I may be young but I’m ready
Come tell these girls they can do it!?

Block on Instagram, block on facebook,
block n’ block n’ block.

Comfy club is the coming together of a similar vibe,
Our everyday live,
But not.
Mundanity inspired.

Looking forward to the future with our little titties and our fat bellies.
Thoughts combined like Macaroni in a pot.
You can reciprocate!
We’ve got delicious taste!
We put it all on our phonez.
To the left to the left,
Everything we own,
On the notes page to the left.

Making art to navigate:
The good times
The bad times
The don’t tell your dad times,

This one’s for us,
The sisterhood,
The girlhood,
The not ready for motherhood,

The make believers,
Us…
The artistic dreamers,
And each of our experimental, mixed medias,
Come on world,
Let’s get you into comfy clothes,
And down to the comfy club…

To:
Learn, play, integrate,
But most importantly to:
Collaborate.

We admire irony.
Material Girls,
In the material worlds of:
Sculpture,
Paint,
Film,
Print
Instillation
And screen.
(like Doja) We like it thick We like it fat, yeah
We’re always left wanting morr-eeeee:
(ask us comfy where you at, huh?)

Moments upon which to sentimentalise,
Memorise, verbalise:
Real lies,
Real eyes,
Realise;
The Mourning of childhood,
And refusal to be good.

Comfy, as in, comfort,
In the context of the ‘uncomfy’ world.

Small moments, Screenshots.
Moments past, Moments lived.

Yous need to get into the art like a curata
Yous need to get into the art like you rate us
Itching for us like an ugely sweata
(sing it in Doja vibe) Comfy club for-evaaaaaaaaaaaa

I may be young but I’m ready
Come tell these girls they can do it!