Cassie Q

Art criticism is always a weird concept to me, because it often tries to measure the unmeasurable, and it's always somewhat arbitrary, so it really shouldn't be taken too seriously by the artist. But it's a bit of a "can't live with them, can't live without them" situation for me, because I totally feed off compliments and emotional responses. It just feels so validating! Every piece has a piece of my soul in it, and it's such an intimate process that when I finish I never qu

I wish I had met you when I was more than just a squiggle and I wish a Ruby Heart could be turned into dust. I wish I could have been the exception to all your ending points #Audrey #love

This could work as a prequel to the Red Story, because it has happened even before I could identify the feeling of herlessness. Many times I'd go out hoping to engage with people and have a nice time but nothing is quite enough, because no one is quite who I want to be talking to. Many times my own flesh looked surreal to me, as I had a vivid sensation of breaking into sharp cold pieces. The coldness from losing Audrey's sunshine and entering the world of the dead now repels

We continue to the third part of the Red Story, where after twisting the dagger all by myself, I lose all my blood, along with any hopes I had of ever finding the one I'm supposed to be with. Now I'm nothing but the shadow of a bride who never gets her wedding. I drew this so I never forget what it was like to be dead. #Audrey #love