Support the Artist

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Support the Artist

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Some lovely humans have asked how they can support my work.

If you’d like to contribute to future experiments, materials, residencies and the general organised chaos of the studio, you can do so here.

Your contribution helps keep the lights on, funds the purchase of questionable art supplies, the occasional existential crisis… oh and the girl fuelled with Barbecue Shapes.

Thank you for believing in experiments and the pursuit of failure.

Yours in strange residencies… and limited currencies,
Lada-xx
The Finest of Fine Artists [Certified]

P.S.
I’ve thrown in a little download to say thanks :)

Donate Here

No $$$ No problem
You can support artists without spending a cent (truly… there aren’t many cents floating around anyway)

Show up
Online and in person.

Engage with their posts… double tap that lil’ heart baby.

Stream the song, watch the whole 30 second video… it probably took 4 hours to edit.

The algorithm is an arsehole… you can help

Like, comment, tag in your stories. It all counts more than you think.

Come to exhibitions, performances and openings.
You’ll meet good humans. Eat some vegan cheese and drink some questionable gutter wine… sometimes from a paper cup all classy like.

Art events can be fun… except sometimes the person with their heart on the wall.
Stay a minute, say hello to someone looking awkward in the corner. Send the photos you take

Artists ARE the biggest supporters of artists.
We are a community, not a competition (even when it feels a bit Hunger Games)

Share opportunities. Pass things on. Open doors sideways.

And if you’re in a room with big wigs?
Name-drop the little guy.

Celebrate their wins…

and FFS… credit their work.

Love you!
L-xx

Oslo Davis for Art Guide
(See what I did there… credited the artist and the publication without the slightest bit of trauma dump… of course my folks like chickens… I mean me)