White oversized T-shirt. Original one-line FUCK NORMAL I WANT MAGIC® wordmark in colours from the painting on the front. The painting’s multicoloured lettering on the back. One T-shirt; front and back shown.
Let’s Kiss and Dance Till We Die is an invitation to meet life while it is happening. To reach for another person, move your body, and recognise something true in an ordinary day.
There is a tension inside these words: the pleasure of being alive and the knowledge that our time is finite. A kiss makes us vulnerable. A dance asks us to move without knowing every next step. Both bring us into the present, where feeling can arrive before we have found an explanation for it.
Through a Jungian lens, the painting can be read as an encounter with the parts of ourselves we have learned to hide: desire, tenderness, fear, playfulness. The self we present to the world rarely holds everything we are. Here, those other feelings find a physical language. The letters are uneven, colourful and visibly worked by hand. They carry the traces of their making.
Truth enters through that openness. Through allowing joy and grief to occupy the same body. Through admitting that we want closeness, even when it frightens us. Becoming ourselves can happen in small, everyday movements: a conversation we stop avoiding, a song we let ourselves dance to, affection we finally express.
“Till we die” gives these gestures their urgency. We cannot hold a moment still, but we can participate in it. We can love someone while they are here. We can let ourselves be moved.
The painting leaves us with a simple invitation: give the life you are living your presence.
White oversized T-shirt. Original one-line FUCK NORMAL I WANT MAGIC® wordmark in colours from the painting on the front. The painting’s multicoloured lettering on the back. One T-shirt; front and back shown.
Let’s Kiss and Dance Till We Die is an invitation to meet life while it is happening. To reach for another person, move your body, and recognise something true in an ordinary day.
There is a tension inside these words: the pleasure of being alive and the knowledge that our time is finite. A kiss makes us vulnerable. A dance asks us to move without knowing every next step. Both bring us into the present, where feeling can arrive before we have found an explanation for it.
Through a Jungian lens, the painting can be read as an encounter with the parts of ourselves we have learned to hide: desire, tenderness, fear, playfulness. The self we present to the world rarely holds everything we are. Here, those other feelings find a physical language. The letters are uneven, colourful and visibly worked by hand. They carry the traces of their making.
Truth enters through that openness. Through allowing joy and grief to occupy the same body. Through admitting that we want closeness, even when it frightens us. Becoming ourselves can happen in small, everyday movements: a conversation we stop avoiding, a song we let ourselves dance to, affection we finally express.
“Till we die” gives these gestures their urgency. We cannot hold a moment still, but we can participate in it. We can love someone while they are here. We can let ourselves be moved.
The painting leaves us with a simple invitation: give the life you are living your presence.
