CHAOTIC ARTIST
Order isn’t my strong suit. It’s not for me. Chaos is often debated, but the fascination with what is complex and senseless remains — within me, as it does in what I create.
MY SKILLS
What do you expect?
Honestly, not much. There isn’t really much to see. They’re just the works of someone, of a sea bream that comes from the depths of the sea and resurfaces whenever it feels like it. It follows the current, swims against it, reaching whatever it likes. Such a small creature, crossing the seas to reach a goal that lies a long way ahead.
I do glu-glu, flap my fins, spin around myself. In the end, I do something, don’t I? I manage to bring something out of it, and the fact that it is constantly evolving is just a detail that can be perfectly overlooked.
A fish should only swim, but the desire to live in a chaos where I feel at home, and to make that chaos understandable to others, is something that makes me feel like I’m not alone in it.
I don’t expect people to understand what I create. I just make things, and that’s it. I swim in my own sea.
