These specimens were created under carefully controlled conditions in my own laboratory and were completed prior to a thorough investigation.
You may find this amusing for any kind of device but look only behind you:
as ink blood.
Changing perception of the relationship between nature and art and the proximity of the feminine and the animal object. Political critique is not obsolete when represented as an idea of nature and as a source of materiality. Flourished in the wake of the Enlightenment identification translates as follows:
I stood before the door, you should have been the key
The milk ink:
The natural and supernatural perceptions of matter and the status of ornament. Focusing in the value of sacrificial objects and rows of protuberances that are constructed and inter relatedness. Nature is dead and fragmented as a grotesque conglomerate of mismatched parts. Illustrating the scientific approach without paying attention to the figure. Study can be harmful to empirical visualizations by discovery and control.
Respect the mystery.
The production of decorative prints consumers desire, creating an erotic economy during homoerotic conditions. The goal is not so much what the works of art mean but how they read.
Instead of playing with my genitals through the artistic process, I like to play with advancement in economic management and succeed in illustrating how nature is produced and dominated by man.
The print are available upon request
Las impresiónes está disponible a petición
La foto sono disponibili su richiesta
Der Druck sind auf Anfrage erhältlich
We fall to be symmetric, intertwined into a single continuum of space and time.
There is no notion of distance but a concept of special relativity. It is a union. We see a static map on the Earth's surface and wonder - what is in motion?
We see two spatial dimensions, one time dimension and zero dimension - are they drawn, aligned or parallel? It’s an unusual perspective. There is no motion.
They just want to fly in the air. We just want them city landing.
The sky is pierced in a rush of steel.
You saw no bird. You made the flight and climbed the sky. Somewhere among the clouds death is on mathematics.
The intersection between defiance of authority, poetry and light through one’s cultural sight and the human retina.
Encompassing the metaphor in the terminology: is light understanding the appearance? Or is it forged at this early stage in the evolution from the frequent attempts to lift my mood on the wavelength spectrum and the polarization of blindness?
Nihilism, extreme relativism, distortions of time, strange transformations, self-anger, frustration and cynicism; they are just part of my current madness and the process to enhance my motivation and alleviate my desperation. I have not failed truth.
The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light. Put out the light, and then put out the light.
If I died today…
An Introduction to the practical manual for the emergent revolutionary
When we find ourselves in the context of facing a transformative experience, there's a way to make the decision. Every time you die, I almost die myself. Every time you almost die, I die myself and the empty space will die with us; as it should.
Today I don’t want to die, I was never born instead.
The present is forever, and forever is always shifting away as you become timeless full of excitement and too desperate to die. How natural and intuitive it is.
It's important to recognize this. We want to deliberately think about who we are. In introspect it might be in conflict with the thought of that rational decision and that can revolutionize life as much as it can make you die today.
Revolucionariamente siempre dispuesto
Hasta La Victoria Siempre.
Socioeconomics of chaos, and the beauty of being an Islander within a frame of an old celluloid film
The volatile behavior theory and the circumstance of being surrounded by water
The system in which we live exhibit complex, chaotic behavior
experimentation with the model can significantly improve the chaos state behavior to us
result of the complex interrelationships required rigorous explanation
issues associated political application of system dynamics to economics general ability to mimic the irregular dynamics unstable socio-political environment resource abundance, economic sanctions, civil resistance, cultural transformation…
things could be about to get worse value of self-sufficiency requires illusions and manipulation to perpetuate itself
asforms of unpredictable behavior in systems governed by self impose deterministic laws and the damn circumstance of being surrounded by water
Those places you go that seam purchased at a shop, you are there and everything around is flash flash flash
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
between stars, on stars
where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own deserted places
between exploration of truth and beauty.
There is a crack in everything.
There is only one question; When will it alI be blown up?
Porque la tecnica es la tecnica y sin tecnica no hay tecnica
because the technique is the technique and without technique there is no technique
denn die Technik die Technik ist und ohne Technik gibt es keine Technik
perché la tecnica è la tecnica e senza tecnica non c'è nessuna tecnica
Porque a técnica é a técnica e sem técnica não existe técnica
only one way to save yourself, sacrificing your reputation
Foreword and warning to the reader. Prologo y advertencia al lector: This is a prelude.
Armas de la fortuna, there is nothing intrinsically good or bad. Weapons themselves are elements of popular culture, diagrams of the general principles of operation, institutional artifacts of self-determination, material and emotional support, a conditioned act committed to destroy.
Inefficiency and bureaucracy on this incongruent mistrustful world under the right to bear arms; political beliefs, aggression, acceptance - as intrinsic to human nature the sense of threat is too realistic to doubt myself.
People are fundamentally bad
all the monsters are human
in a foreign World Nobody cared Where is the comfort of my kind My world had changed, blazing sun piercing screams cold fucking concrete streets It’s, real black and white blending into the sidewalks crazy and sane Here is where I sleep cardboard box made into a bed Please look at me
a Refugee, my kind, don’t pity me, people boxes slaving lives My world had changed How much space do you have, I am on foreign World Please look at me.
todos los monstruos son humanos
en un mundo extranjero
ser encontrado albergue de refugiados cuando luego en casa otra vez mi mundo había cambiado fue el único.
Nadie cuida de donde es la comodidad de mi clase, no lástima cajas de carton personas pocas vidas
ardiente sol perforando la piel grita, frías calles de concreto jodido cuánto espacio tienes
verdadero blanco y negro mezclando en las aceras, locos y cuerdos aquí es donde duermo caja de cartón por cama
por favor mírame