(ballpoint pen and pencil; A4 toned paper)

Never stop singing,
even when the music’s long gone.
I’ll be my own morning light
so I’ll be safe and sound.

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(Mixed media on 30x40cm paper)

Born in daylight, grown up in moonlight.
A leap of faith. Dawn.
Sparks bursting into flames, a phoenix by her nature.
A free will. A diverse mind.
Airy merriment ahead.”

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(Oils on 22×34 cm paper)

For I am I:
ergo, the truth of myself;
my own sphinx, conflict, chaos,
vortex – asymmetric to all rhythms,
oblique to all paths.
I am the prism between black and white:
mine own unison in duality
.”

– Austin Osman Spare

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(Acrylics and Oils on 24x30cm canvas)

My Decryption Paradox series continues:

After all, my opinion about sanity changed. I wonder if it ever had been more than just a convention or an agreed mode of thinking, which excluded from our view the full strangeness of the universe.

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(Pencil and ballpoint pen onto a copic doodle; A5)

Quick doodle as a gift for someone. Charizard is their favorite pokemon.

(Oils on 16x22cm paper)

When the Couldsailors roamed through the sky, sometimes they saw the legendary dragon of Kamahul in the distance or vaguely hidden behind clouds, a good omen and bless for their travels.

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(Oils on 16x22cm paper)

When the tower collapsed under the wrath of the sky, the eternal serpent was set free and stared at the horizon it longed for decades.

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(Acrylics and Oils on canvas)

After all, my opinion about sanity changed. I wonder if it ever had been more than just a convention or an agreed mode of thinking, which excluded from our view the full strangeness of the universe.

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(Oil on paper; in progress; third session)

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes. And as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is not truth.
– Friedrich Nietzsche

Nearly finished it! As soon as the current layer of paint has dried I’ll add the final details and shades.

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(Oil on paper; in progress; third session)

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes. And as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is not truth.
– Friedrich Nietzsche