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Bad things that went around the art industry/community that I personally had to deal with in my 10 years of being a part of it. Don’t know how many tweets it will be, but feel invited to share your own stories too. (1/?)
There used to be a “would fuck” list going around a great many people, ranking known female artists. I was on there, and also described as : “maybe to fatt of a pig to ride their cock.” (2/?)
In my early years at an art event I was showing my portfolio to a peer I looked up to, when at a random moment, one of the people standing around us, forcefully stuffed a plastic bag with some take out vegetables in my mouth. I felt so humiliated I locked myself in a 
. (3/?)
A company fired me accusing me of attempting a mutiny. Saying “They only hired me so that Titus accepted their job offer, and the clients hated my work.” Those same clients reached out and contacted me for more work, as I was freelance. 
(4/?)
At a much more recent art event, a big guy organizer (of a different big art event) randomly dropped this into an otherwise normal conversation: “ I bet you like bukake. I can see you’re the type that likes receiving a lot of dicks. You seem like a wild girl.” (5/?)
When I just started working for Sony on HZD 
was like dream come true. The internet community knew how to spoil that enthusiasm by starting and spreading the rumor that “I sucked a lot of cock to get to where I was and it was obvious my work wasn’t good enough ” (6/?)
I was 19 and in filmschool, the man who was the film director of an indie project I worked on (15+ older than me) isolated me in a room to tell me how he was obsessed with my thick thighs and he left his fiance for me. (instantly -jumping me physically) --->
<---- I never ever expressed any romantic intentions towards him. and always figured that his gropyness on set was a thing I should ignore and was a me-problem. I just started dating Titus and the man continued to stalk me until Titus stepped in and scared him. (7/?)
Scary thing about that situation was that he had “prepaired” the room in which he isolated me. It was on the event of our movie’s premiere. He tricked me away from my friends to talk in private in a lockable room with only a 
with the lie: “ I’m worried about our lead actress-“
with the lie: “ I’m worried about our lead actress-“
