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Destroy. Build. Give soul.

The world we exist in does not exist.

The world we live in does not exist.

The world we pass through does not exist.

Through deconstruction of the obvious we bring the invisible for the eyes to the front.

The world we sleep in is the reality.

And usually, there everything is black.

Comfort should be the eight deadly sin.

The speed of the comfort is somewhere between 0 and -1000km/h.

You cannot have a position in quicksand.

Quicksand made of lies and useless paper.

Work for the grass.

Within the next few flashes of time I created a dimension which destroys the safe comfort of the

mind. Perfect objects used to describe a world that does not consist of any perfect realities. Objects

hiding behind their materiality a lacking flesh substance, freezing and melting going away. Fill the

object. It is more than a hollow pile of atoms.

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As Stephen King describes the worst type of terror “…when you, come home and notice everything

you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It`s when the lights go out and

you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn

around there`s nothing there…”. The fear does not come from the disgusting visuals, but from your

mind asking the question “what if…”. It is not the small piece of latex that is disgusting… it is the

substance your brain fills it with.

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One person once told me that art is an escape from the reality. Why would anyone go to a gallery,

theatre, etc. if what they would see there is the “miserable reality” we all live in. My work is inspired

by the invisible existence of the visible things – imagining, lying…acting – playing. Everyone can do

things, make things but a few can create. Creating, opens the eyes…. everything else that passes

through will go down the drain.

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The applause is a generic reaction to the easily digestible information. Do not wait for the hearts, the

hearts are sweet, and what you have to say is not. My mom says if the people are silent after the full

stop then they think.