Someone has to Criticize the permanent
failings of society, in this very small world full of contradictions, domestic
atrocities, political greed, abuse of women and animals, illiteracy, violence,
superstitious rituals and lately a mortal virus to add to our daily existence. The Isolated
condition experienced in the last recent months due to Covid 19, made me and my
work calmer, simpler, and more concerned with sadness, and depression. In my
own isolated pandemic, a new creation has come to life expressing concepts,
birth, sexuality, harassment, and fear in a very personal way.
Now our true
personality disguised behind a computer screen in a disorganized privacy a
standardized society like the brown-greenish color of a green hallucinogen
toad, which is present in the neutrality of the dirty and ambiguous brown
(brown color, stil lthe grain). On the other hand, we arrive at the inhumanly
reachable under normal circumstances, the pink of the press within the reach of
our mouse. And we are all human, some a bit more, always.
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