My art belongs in galleries and it catches dust on a high shelf in my room because I'm too anxious to contact any of them. I figure most artists are only successful after they die because it's awkward to intrude upon a living person's work to shill it versus a dead person who is in all likelihood wholly unaware.

It comes with a list of demands.

When I make a piece that makes people think it was made by an elementary schooler I feel proud. I want people to think introspectively towards their own accomplishments after baring witness to something that took me under an hour out of my day; I want to make screenshots of non-euclidean space which retroactively get pattern-recognized into things that make sense; I want to take those screenshots and filter them through my pattern recognition before letting viewers collaborate by filtering it yet again in order to produce a final artwork that will never be witnessed by another soul.