By Abeer Hoque
She felt him rock ever so gently into her hand. His own hand came round behind him, finding the crotch of her jeans, like some homing sex pigeon.
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Anum Awan
The Artists' Roundtable
Senna, Hafsa, Anum, Nazish, Nahal, Mariam & Seyhr
The pressure of "what am I painting and/or why?" can be crippling and I think we often forget that there's this whole tradition out there of believing in and appreciating the process of art-making for what it is. Can definitely be really liberating!
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