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Hey I guess it s time to
open the edge of the mask and tell who I am.
My goal is to see as many beautiful places in the world as possible and meet like-minded people. I believe that if recognition has not yet come to me on social networks, I can achieve it in life by personally approaching and telling about my little world to every passer-by. I traveled in China for about two months with my drawings. I did not print orders from my customers and their characters on my cards, I make cards from my own drawings with my characters and sell them at a free price to support my further journey. most of all I dream of visiting America - I think that a trip there is almost impossible for me, but most likely I am mistaken and when I communicate with you, American customers, I break my stereotypes and feel stronger. in the near future I want to go to other countries and it will be very great if we accidentally meet on the street. Photos from Hong Kong, October 2019
About hyenas for me
I see everything in them, they are like numerals for me, I can transform almost every person. my world is just teeming with them, they sit at tables, drink, pour themselves more, by, there are pools of alcohol around them, they have cigarettes in their mouths, and tears often flow from their eyes. If it were an apartment, its walls would be blue with tears. I like to cut most of the space with a clear blue line so that it runs through the whole drawing. I don't know why they are crying. I am also not a lot, I often cry, but I do not smoke. express my longing through creativity. people see this, put their eyebrows in a house, but they understand that they are people, even if they are in good clothes and without lumps of dirt on their eyelashes.
people like what is close to them. what they once saw is closer to them. I sometimes lament, people like the flying heads of animals, in which there is no artistic value, well, what is it? here is absolutely nothing, just the wool is drawn well. they silently leaf through what they do not understand, the very thing, my beloved and present - what I always draw, wake me up at 4 o'clock in the morning, this will be the first thing that comes to my mind, and their gaze stops on some perfect an ordinary object, they exclaim "wow" and ask me the question "is this yours?"
real things are often not in demand
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I enjoyed reading "About hyenas for me", it has a feeling of abstract poetry. Some of the word choices that seem odd to me may be translation/language issues... but that just seems to become part of the artistic imagery of the poetry. It seems to express what it feels like to be an artist.
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