We Chase Peace Like It Owes Us
Modern life sells peace like it’s a product you forgot to order in time. But peace doesn’t show up in 2–5 business days. And it sure as hell doesn’t owe us anything. This piece is about the wild contradiction of chasing serenity with clenched fists and gritted teeth—burning out in the name of “balance.”
We grind through yoga schedules, breathwork apps, therapy soundbites, hoping one of them will just… fix it. But peace isn’t transactional. It’s not a damn reward for suffering long enough.
The raw, erratic lettering plays with this tension, half desperate, half demanding. And the butterflies? They’re ironic. We want peace to land, but we scare it off with how loudly we chase it.
This one calls it out: peace isn’t a payoff. It’s a practice. And most of us are sprinting in the wrong direction.
Details
Technique:
Sketched during a moment of full-blown burnout. Digitally executed in Illustrator, using a glitchy, hand-scuffed type style layered over a synthetic calm. The contrast between the rawness of the message and the visual softness is intentional—like yelling into a meditation playlist.
Dimensions:
24″ x 24″
Date:
2025
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