If my previous project focused on editing reality, this one is all about integrating imagination.
If You See Something, Say Nothing.
I've skipped the "before and after" and gone straight to the final state: the world as it should be when governed by pure, unadulterated fantasy. This is a journey through urban spaces where the rules of physics have been replaced by the laws of luminosity, color, and surreal wonder.
There is no reality comparison. Only the final product of an integrated dream, because sometimes, the mundane middleman just needs to be removed.
Enjoy the view, and try not to lick the buildings.
The 17:17 train is on time, but the passengers seem to be suffering from a minor chromatic-wave distortion.
Welcome to the metro station that skipped the "underground rail" phase and went straight to "bioluminescent oceanic reef." Neon coral lines the track, and giant, glowing jellyfish float overhead.
The flag decided to become an iridescent, swirling ribbon of light, attracting every good vibe and sacred symbol known to humanity. Patriotism, but make it a laser show.
When your city planners hire a mandala artist to design road markings and traffic signs.
Turns out the city hall was just an enormous birthday cake for an unseen giant.
Tired of regular benches? Why not install giant, technicolor fungi?
Being watched. Always being watched by those empty eyes by those faces without faces, without souls. Sometimes, briefly, I'm afraid of what I see in this strange world… and that fear fuels me, igniting inner flames. I feel it in my skin; I see it in the mirror; I smell it when I look into those empty eyes.
Theres something under my feet... something liquid, unsettled.
The world looks different when I’m with someone who makes me feel truly comfortable…
Place des Jacobins, Lyon
Those are fractured Mandalas...without any perspective.
Saint George and My World. I feel his protection in my inner struggles.
I see galaxies, endless beauty around me and it makes me happy, infinite.
My road is endless, from the beginning to the end, if there even is an end. Mostly alone, yet surrounded by explosions of color, by the energies I want to see, feel, imagine. I wish they were real.
Just look at his eyes, his ears… he’s been through so many struggles in his dog life. When I saw him, I wanted to hug him, just to make him feel better, feel safer. But all I did was take this photo and envelop him in the protective energy I try to send in my own absurd way.
Yeah, this is what happens when you read too much Huxley. It starts to seep into your own world.
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You walk, walk, walk, and suddenly the place you’ve seen endless times reveals its true colors. It’s like loving someone endlessly slowly discovering all the beauty that lives inside.
This is the end.
Thank you for your visit, for your attention, and for your time. I really appreciate it.
I feel a profound connection when someone connects with my art,
and that interaction truly makes the creative process feel worthwhile.
Before you leave this space, I have a question for you:
Did you feel something? Anything? Nothing?
Were these integrated images tender for you? Bizarre?
Did they feel like home, or like another planet?
Without any obligation, of course, but if you felt a flicker of recognition or just want to chat about the brave doggo, or the cosmic cat, you can hit me up anywhere you like.
My links for Instagram, Mail, and even WhatsApp are all available on my profile and social icons.
It feels cold outside now.
Take care of yourself,
Dato
