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You're a Square
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You Kiss Ass
You kiss ass to kiss another ass to kiss another ass...
That's how you go up
You're A Pawn
You're a pawn for a pawn, for a pawn, for a pawn....
So, Who is the king?
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A Forgotten Feeling
Back when I was a teen, I had a huge crush on someone. I remember that feeling to be so ultimate, it would engulf me completely. The fact that I was feeling it, is the only thing that mattered in the whole world. Rain, Sun, and the wind existed in this world only to exaggerate my emotions. Only to make me ‘feel’ even deeper. Small things floating in puddles used to make my dream of a future if I married this person.
This artwork is a memoir not for that person but for this feeling itself.
A LAZY
AFTERNOON
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Times, where my bedroom was my whole world
Times, when I could take an afternoon nap in a summer’s breeze
Times, when I could be whomever I dreamed off
Times, why did you go by so quickly?
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A Distant Dream
Beyond the clear white plains, in a distant dream
The cat and the rabbit played under the bright sunlit beam
Watched their banter in a rose-tinted daze
Wished to never wake up, From this piet Mondrian's gaze
A MISERERE
TALE
Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil,
For He was only mortal and a lost soul,
Strayed away from his path.
A tale of not one but two’s miserere
Sharing the same bond and the same soul, gardening in the black fruit grove.
The world was burning but only in each other they confide
But the butcher was caught in the fish weir too deep, Struggling to be free from the chains of his past and present.
The angel takes a back seat. He takes his 750 Norton and the devil rides. The devil has taken over, intoxicated and dangerous
“Tonight we consume destruction, Tonight we stop for no sense to take over,
We ride till we destroy ourselves, We ride till we never come back
Not only the World but even tonight God has forsaken me. There is nothing left. Only dust we leave behind tonight”
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Bored Apes Variants
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Content is Fast Paced. Everything is robotic, lasered, and virtual.
Our senses are filled with dynamic visuals and auditory content.
Nevertheless, we are still "bored"
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miscellaneous
Lick of love,
Lick of greed,
Lick of passion,
Lick of dominance,
Lick of luxury,
Lick of struggle,
Lick of giving,
Lick of Taking,
Lick of infestation,
Lick of comfort,
Lick of grief,
Lick of living in your bubble,
Lick of loss,
Lick of sadism,
Lick of ‘weird’ in this normal dimension,
Lick of ‘normal’ in a weird dimension.
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Animations made for various space-related projects
I look back and I miss this. The feeling of feeling, The feeling of openness, no barriers or lock just plains with no horizon and infinite possibilities. Being in love, Being happy or sad. It was right there in front of me, ready to take me for a beautiful ride. We used to dream bigger, we didn't care if we get it or not. The fun was living in the dream itself.
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Animation made for my husband's birthday.
Naruto was his favorite anime while growing up.
I imagined him as a character in his favorite anime
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