Artist

The artist creates the world in which the artist is created.

Reptile. Dragon. The primordial being, laughing, because it has long known: imagination is more entertaining than any logic. It exhales — and others appear: smaller dragons, lizards even smaller, creatures with no names at all. Above it — the Cube of Metatron and a star familiar to many. Geometry beneath chaos. Its quiet skeleton.

At the center flows an enormous iridescent serpent. On its body — cellular structures: as if the skin were woven from the fabric of dimensions and space shows through.

To the right — a warm, tattooed hand, the only human hand in the entire work. With a brush it touches a crystal — a Platonic solid, pure geometry of form — and from it bursts golden light.