Grief (3D printable bust)

This bust was born out of grief. Not the grief of a recent personal loss, but grief over my own situation. I used to love my job, my clients, my projects, and the work I did on them. Now, there is nothing but lies, layoffs, disillusionment and slander. I find myself in a void where I’m constantly shuffled between (poor-quality) projects bouncing rapidly from one to the next. And, of course, the massive impact AI has had on my work and my profession in general, as well as the way it has divided us as artists and as people.

It has taken me time to realize that this emptiness (machine) is actually a form of mourning for my former life.