From My World

“Within Cold Skin”
Nothing trembles
inside me—
not voice,
not skin.
Only the gaze
remains
frozen.

“Pieces of Me”
In the darkness of the city,
I patched my face
with colors they called “too much,”
and lines they refused to accept.
Neither woman, nor man —
just shattered pieces of “me”
that society rejected
and never dared to frame.

“Where Shadows Obey”
I got lost in my own darkness There’s no light— No path forward Only voices rising from the depths of my wounds And this body, dressed in suffering, stands Not to be seen But to ignore the trembling thing inside me A shadow that still breathes… and maybe, commands.

Mask of the Infernal
He isn’t evil.
He’s just everything they tried to bury.”
SOLD

Shattered Silence
There’s a war with no bullets no flags ___ just a few unfinished voices and a hand that keeps trembling…
SOLD

In The Name Of Peace
This is not an image of pain.
Here stands a remnant of justice___
Not surreundered, not forgotten;
But watching, and wide awake.”
SOLD

Feral Dreamer
He breathes with colors, in a world where its law is imagination and its border is boundlessness. His dreams are neither silent nor tame; they roar, they dance, spill out from his face, and force the world to become a child for a moment.
SOLD

“Fluid Identities“- newest series
In this collection, water serves as a space for revelation and transformation. The characters in the paintings are submerged, where their identities shift, and the boundaries between body and soul blur. These images are not only depictions of moments of physical transformation but also metaphors for an inner and philosophical journey where waves and depths become a mirror for self-discovery.
The technique of all the artworks is acrylic on canvas, but some of them are mixed media, incorporating materials such as bleach, wood stain, and Ecoline. 40×40 cm
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(SOUL UNBOUND)
Available on Manifold
As a desert snake, she sinks just beneath the sand
Wide, voracious eyes – all you can see
Vibrations at the surface send impulses to tickle her intuition
The moment of conquest approaches
Inertial gridlock of a mosaic unwinds
It’s purely instinct now
Fangs enter deep in the unsuspecting
Love venom spreads

No escaping thecircle SOLD to Bonafidehan

Tribulation Saints SOLD to DrY for1 ETH

Happy New Year

The big Fly has a moth slave
SOLD to Suparno67 for .1 $ETH

We are going to Tokyo!
“Don’t touch!” was showcased in Tokyo
A group exhibition , curated by NONE32X32