PIXELATED ME (ART BAGS)

A few weeks ago, the electricity went out in Tbilisi. The whole neighborhood disappeared at once.

ALL THE LOVES I'VE RECEIVED, I'VE RECEIVED IN LOW RESOLUTION. IT WAS STILL BEAUTIFUL AND WORTHY TO TELL.

I crocheted this bag when I felt dead, uninspired, drained, and not-so-lovely. It took me months to finish because I couldn’t make it look the way I imagined: the tones are a bit washed out, the shape is slightly off, and the illustration is far from what I intended. You might notice a slight color shift on the back — yeap, that wasn't a design choice; I was just too exhausted to get out of bed and buy a second roll of yarn. So I worked with what I had, from my bed, completely spent. At some point, I stopped trying to fix it. Because there was no way to turn it into something perfect 🫠 I can’t force a seamless work of art out of a season of burnout, and maybe that’s the point. Sometimes I feel dead, washed out, and very imperfect. And the only way through is to let myself be exactly that. So, I’m leaving this bag as it is. I just hope it finds a home where this little fairy skeleton (maybe alien, maybe something else) can feel dead, but also very much lovely.

The bag that speaks for you. For the days when you have 100 tabs open, both in your browser and your brain. THE ART IS EXPRESSION, they said. This tote features the Georgian word დამღალეთ ("You've exhausted me"), bringing that "I’m over it" energy we all feel sometimes. It's spacious enough to hide your laptop, charger, and whatever else you need to get through the day.