When u r suspended in space, you don’t see the real from the fiction. Time is working for you and against you. Moving slow and fast in a matter of years and minutes. Take a leap of faith and u’ll understand one thing, home is where the heart is. My universe is only beginning, I already inserted the idea of my characters existing in your mind. When I open it up a little bit and then I close it again. The windows to my world are disappearing in a boundless mist. The doors of perception are accepting you. Come now, I may paint your portrait! There is a type of sense that DJs are playing in this world of ghosts, matrix dilated girls, non-existential matters, fictionalised personas, celebs and monsters. Do u want to play a game of abstract entertainment? Who am I painting next? Going into the unknown, there is no certainty in the future! Just resplendent imagery like a lifetime of infinity. ‘U r the master of ur own meaning!’ - Nietzsche  #painterofthecentury

'Fleur du Lin' / 2021 / Coloured shapes on digital print / 300 x 200 cm
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