Hope is the heartbeat of our protest. Hand painted sign, acrylic and enamel on Plywood 23.5� x 14.5�
C O V E R D E S I G N : Marisol Ortega I N T E R I O R D E S I G N : Jess Wissemann Rights for all artwork remain that of the collaborator. Please don’t be a f*cking dick and try to steal our art.
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Janna Barrett LEARN MORE ABOUT JANNA:
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AYLA MIROLO Sorry everyone, but we all know this is one bleak fucking year. I think we’ve shaken the magic eight ball so many times it’s just stuck on this forever. L E A R N M O R E A B O U T AY L A :
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April Moralba I haven’t been able to create anything for myself since last September. Well, at least that’s when I acknowledged that I wasn’t doing it. It was probably well before then that I couldn’t even sit in the places where I usually draw or paint, I couldn’t even think of taking out my iPad to draw before panic would freeze me in place and sit hard on my chest. Everything was hard to do (and sometimes still is). Willing myself get up, get dressed and do the things I was obligated to do was almost impossible and most days I couldn’t do the bare minimum. It took me months to admit something was up. In January I started seeing a therapist who’s helping me with Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Depression. It’s getting better and I’m lucky to have a lot of support. We’re practicing a lot of mindfulness. She reminds me all I need to do is take it one day at time. And that gives me hope. LEARN MORE ABOUT APRIL:
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Bill Cunningham I can’t think of a better allegory in fiction than a rag-tag band of unlikely heroes battling a capitalist regime for the freedom of everyone. LEARN MORE ABOUT BILL:
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Maria Ku
2020 has not been a good year. Some anti-highlights: destructive bushfires, rampant police brutality, political crises in, say, Hong Kong and my home country, Russia — and all of this on top of a global pandemic that has physically separated us from our friends and left us only Zoom and social media as means of comforting and supporting each other. However — however. Time’s arrow marches on, and it brings forth change — often positive. Incremental, yes, but positive nonetheless. Much like the formerly charred lands in the vicinity of Mt. St. Helens are now green and alive with flowers, so will humanity hopefully emerge out of this year a little wiser and kinder... as long as we put in the work of planting the seeds of change. LEARN MORE ABOUT MARIA:
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Pam Galante There are so many ways, big or small, to help out someone. Be there for a friend in need. Check in on someone you haven’t spoken to in a while. Read a book to learn different perspectives. Speak out against injustices. Grow a plant and give it to a friend. Protest. Make someone laugh. Donate to those in need. Volunteer. Pick up trash left behind at your local park. The list is endless, and these small or large acts of humanity can make the world we hope to leave behind a reality. L E A R N M O R E A B O U T PA M :
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Lauren Florence It’s like in the great stories Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. LEARN MORE ABOUT LAUREN:
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Maria Chiara When I think about the concept of HOPE I think about flowers. Even in these crazy times flowers never stopped blooming, reminding us that beautiful, happier times, not only are possible, but they are actually coming! LEARN MORE ABOUT MARIA:
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BRITTANY ARITA
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. -Maya Angelou L E A R N M O R E A B O U T B R I T TA N Y:
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