Art has become a way of life and thinking for me; I’ve been practicing it for as long as I can remember. Life itself is the main masterpiece. Sometimes, it seems that death isn’t so frightening if you manage to create a cohesive, meaningful composition.
Sometimes, I feel like a stalker who ventures into the space of reality to collect intriguing artifacts and bring them into my world.
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All my works are small pieces of what I truly want to express. There’s always a desire for more. Art allows me to create a world where I can hide from reality. However, I’ve never been interested in art that doesn’t respond to the external world. Sometimes, I feel like a membrane that reacts to the vibrations of the environment, a device that transmits, processes, reflects, and transforms information into imagery. Some of these vibrations are explosions.
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