Where Everything Collides

A story from the blurred edge of Rose Marimon / Rosy Myart - a subculture of one

Some of us don’t slot neatly into anything. Not into scenes, not into trends, not into tidy bios.We live in the in-between, where things don’t quite match, where ideas don’t sit still, where identities blur.

That’s where I make from.

Officially, I’m Rose Marimon. That’s the name on the paperwork, the person who fills out forms, answers emails, and remembers to bring snacks. But when I make work, another voice comes through. A bit louder. A bit rougher around the edges.

That’s Rosy Myart. Not a mask. Not a brand. More like a peeled-back version of myself. A way of being that doesn’t wait for approval. She doesn't perform for the crowd. She creates because she has to.

I didn’t invent her. She just surfaced, one piece at a time, through years of drawing and redrawing the same pressure points.

My work isn’t about beauty. It’s about what we ignore. What we bury. The discomfort under the surface of everyday life. That’s what drives The Rosy Myart Project, a body of visual work and writing that comes from dark corners, from the off-ramps, from the side paths no one gives directions to.

The Detours, my written work, are part of that same world. They’re not extras. They’re the same story, just in a different form. They hold the bits that don’t fit on the canvas. The doubts, the memory gaps, the half-truths that follow you around.

Rosy isn’t part of a movement, but she might be the kind of subculture that grows quietly, person to person, image to image, among people who’ve had to build their own maps. People who never got the manual or didn’t like what was in it.

This whole of The Rosy Myart Project lives where things collide:

• The real and the imagined

• The person and the persona

• The version people expect, and the one that feels real.

  
  

If you’ve ever felt like you don’t quite fit or like you’re the only one noticing what’s really going on, then you’ve come to the right place.

And if you haven’t felt that yet but are ready to question everything you thought you knew, welcome too.

The Rosy Myart Project is for the restless, the questioners, and anyone brave enough to look beneath the surface. It’s a reminder that art isn’t just decoration, it’s a call to wake up, challenge the comfortable, and see what’s really there. The world is burning and too many of us are sitting back.

Look closer. Things are not always what they seem. I really want you to question everything around you.