“I am not who you think I am
I will never be your Mirror
I’ve been casting out the fog
So you can read the message clearer
Am I precious now?
Do I fit your sound?
I will never be someone who breaks their back to make you proud”
“I’m dressed to kill
And if I don’t, somebody else will..
“In the land of Gods and Monsters
I was an angel living in the garden of evil
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed
Shining like a fiery beacon
You got that medicine I need
Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly
Put your hands on my waist, do it softly
Me and God, we don’t get along
So now I sing”
The mystery of this picture is that this “sandwich” is both conventional and not. The point is that the picture was taken with a thermal camera. Or rather, three pictures were taken. First, I took a picture of a piece of toasted bread. Then a piece of sausage. Then a piece of cheese. So the picture consists of three images of different foods that were printed on one piece of paper. So technically it’s a printed sandwich.
“..So let them
Burn us
Together we will
Rise up
We’re going higher
Going up, going up
Don’t you know that
We are immortals”(c)Halflives
The image was taken in one shot. Without Photoshop and AI. I am the model, my wife took the picture. One of the first works of this kind.
More to come…
I wanted some kind of expression. Something that I definitely haven’t done before. And this is it. The devil is in the details, so to create this inscription…paint was used. Paint and sperm. Bringing a double meaning to the work.
We always know where a person is born from, but we never know where our creativity comes from? From people? From feelings? I think that people and feelings serve as a kind of trigger. In fact, every work is born from something else. From love? From the desire to convey the inner world and find people like us? I don’t know. Because often the people who are inspired by our creativity don’t inspire us. Or vice versa, we love someone else’s creativity, but we are ignored. Although it seems to you that all you need is for a person to maintain contact.
My creativity is born from darkness. Not abstract or fantasy. From the darkness of my soul. That’s probably why I often have “bloody” works. That’s probably why I often use the red colour of light. Because blue is cold, and green is nothing. Only in red do I see things the way I would like to see them.
She should be ten in a little over a week. If you made something with papier mache and you have paper left over – it’s just garbage. Leftovers from work. If you wanted a child, and got a tombstone – this work that I did today is probably the best thing you can use such material for.
“So do you feel alive?
Where’s the light inside your eyes?
You sold your soul on a plate of gold
You don’t know who you are no more…” Read More
“Hatred for nits, love for one’s neighbor
They mix the dough, their faces are the dough (mm)
When they bake I will eat a pie with love, anger
Love is more (No!)” Read More
The primary idea was a song by Terra Naomi. I wanted to show the image of a self-proclaimed womanizer who returned after meeting his mistress and “forgot” to bring himself back to normal. Read More
Saint Creature