AE All The Way To Germany

All The Way To Germany
June 14, 2025
Materials: Art Panel, t-shirt, torn lace and mesh underwear, gel medium, acrylic paint pen

Original + Print available

Original is A4 size: 210 mm x 297 mm / 8.3 in x 11.7 in
With the hanging fabric, this artwork is 482 mm/19  in long

Print is A3 size: 297 mm x 420 mm / 29.7 cm x 42 cm / 11.7 in x 16.5 in

Two Print options are available:

$35
Coated Matte paper
Printed in Lewes, UK
300 gsm
Archival 4-color ink
Signed

$45
Coated Photographic Satin paper
Printed in Lewes, UK
300 gsm
Archival 4-color ink
Giclee print
Signed

The Story:

Bye, Felicia. True story.

I loosely dated him at Uni for a minute and taught him about astrology, which will come back later. Graduated and went on with my life, barely kept in touch. Moved to Germany and was living happily with my partner.

He got in touch, found out I was living in Germany. Asked if he could come visit since he wanted to go to the Essen car show. I said sure, come stay with us. No problem. We’ll come with you.

The schedule changed and my partner had to leave for work abroad halfway through the visit. I didn’t think it was a big deal. My old friend was here for the car show.

Well, yes and no. Here for the car show but strangely infuriated by how often my partner and I said ‘I love you’ to each other. Sulking around cities with us the whole time. Silent treatment and exasperated exhales for no reason. As soon as my partner left, my visitor had the audacity to sit on my and my partner’s bed, telling me (shouting at me) how annoying we were together, that we’d never last, and that he knew me better than this. He then proceeded to recite a bunch of outdated shit about Scorpios that I’d taught him as if it was his own knowledge. Shit that no longer applied to me. He didn’t know me. He hadn’t seen me. He’d seen an opportunity.

I couldn’t believe this guy had come all the way to Germany thinking he might get laid. Because that’s definitely what he intimated after my partner was gone.

We didn’t talk for the final days of his trip. Drove him two hours to the nearest airport, dropped him off. He said, ‘see you later’, to which I replied, ‘no, you won’t’.

For a moment driving home, I wondered how I manage to continually attract such insolent garbage. Then I remembered I’m not unique and this shit happens to everyone.

I chose the accompanying song (Seashore by the Regrettes) very specifically for the way he chose to tell me I’d be better off with him 😂👋