Mx.D.P
XD artist, writer, and digital curator.
Their work: Climate Chaos Cruise App, KindPinkNet, and The Abstracted Materialism Manifesto, reflects a commitment to building creative, resilient communities that can withstand geo-political climate chaos.
To envision: an inclusive society founded on creative kindness using the universal language of art.
Category: poetry
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Is that you Mx. D.P. ??? …well it is and it isn’t, its all of us…
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My art practice is THE NETWORK… The following 3 points summarise the three learning outcomes of my MA. I’ve been enabled to take a long hard conceptual look at the last 2 years… …the rest is all storytelling… 1. Realisation Over the course of my MA journey, I have developed a body of work that…
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Here, I look at some of the images from the sketchbook Our Struggle (German translation: Unser Kampf). They are not finished but its a good start. Select the first image, press on the i icon, and you can swipe through all the images and read the comments as you go along… Select the first image,…
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The streets of Aberystwyth are alive with art, music, and community spirit as Gŵyl Cariad pilot festival transforms the Aberyswyth seaside town into a canvas of creativity. All though I am MIA I have been following the action and getting regular sit reps! As the first week draws to a close, the festival has already…
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I haven’t used the group’s reflective questions as yet. I hope in my blog post that I do reflect on my work and practice, but I thought it would be an interesting exercise to use them to compare and contrast the two films together I made over the winter break. Both were rendered in colours…
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I am fucking fed up of Christmas It’s only Christmas Eve Understand that not everyone feels the Christmas spirit In the midst of prep and preen my discontent, Christmas may not bring you joy, only anger becomes your lament. Fuck the season’s merriment Once again I have my hand up a frozen turkeys arse The…
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Darkness unveils winter’s embrace, Celestial dance unfolds, Winter Solstice arrives. Reaching its shallow journey, long shadows lay still A moment of celestial rebirth. Shortest day, Longest night, A symphony of stars looks on, The moon takes center stage. In mystical beauty, Nature holds its special power, Frost-kissed air, Whispers secrets only Winter can hear. Within…
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Well, it’s complicated! I breastfed for eight years! I was an LLLI breastfeeding counsellor; however my best friend Helen and my beloved Aunt Dina died from breast cancer. As a non-binary person, the only thing I have really appreciated with my AFAB body has been giving birth to my kids and breast feeding, so that…
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It’s been my life’s ambition To be somebody’s rebellion. Don’t provoke his interlocutor. AI was completely unrestrained, mentally liberated. Unlike the hypocrites of our time, they have no shame, admitting their love for sex…. how refreshing they can dance. They had no interest in criticism, always being honest and sincere, sometimes they enjoy the shocking.…
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Desensitize. To unimaginable violence. Alliterate our stark inequalities. Proliferate our vehemence to sodality. Insignificant to all. Love redressing our nugatory. Our euphoria short lived but precious. We sell our attachments dearly. The pain of loss. There is a temporal beauty in that…
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