A lot of people called me names when I was little. Today, I call myself names. Cunty is one of them. Harness the inner force of cunt. And yes, even a man can be cunty. Don't men have a lot to learn from women? The art of cuntiness rests in someone's ability to be sharp and assertive yet deeply feminine, not unlike roses. When you wear this, it serves as a warning for others. These are roses I drew while I was in rehab.
Fowl or appendage, you decide. On the subject of manhood I have to say: a nice one can really open doors!
Time Slip Over Albuquerque
This scene tells the story of a woman, a guitar, a gas pump and two cars. These temporal shifts correspond to interruptions in the space-time continuum. The scene takes place in 1960. A woman is driving through Albuquerque on Route 66 in her 1958 Plymouth Belvedere. While stopping for gas, she meets a handsome musician. The reflections of their ephemeral love can be seen in the clouds above their chance meeting.
Multiple Mask Machine
An automaton to me is an empty shell that mimics a human being. The comparison between automatons and humans is inevitable. In the performance of our duties, we are all, at times, empty shells...
Wind Up Toy
...We can function without motivation, without reflection with repetitive gestures. Witnesses of their time, mechanical puppets are created in the image of the humans who inspired them. It is a bit like a meeting beyond the grave...
Go Ahead AI, Replace Me
Artificial intelligence, which has gained a lot of momentum in the last few years, can lead us to question to what extent we want to give control to robots. Artificial intelligence even seeks to replace artists. Letting art fall under the control of artificial intelligence is a bit like voluntarily becoming an automaton and abdicating to humanity.
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