It seems as the night finally fades into daylight. A creature stands in front of you, staring off into the distance. "It's always like this," it utters, "it's always pointless." It seems occupied by something, somewhere, but it keeps muttering: "now I'm this, now I'm that. I remember being a lady, early in the night, now I'm this Naga-form, but I'm still me. Like the rest, the six of us. At one point during the night all of us even appear as some kind of monster. We have no choice. Not even the one who controls us. Wanna see me again?"
As a Lady
As a Monster
Nah, daylight makes the dream fade away, let's call it a night, shall we?
"Naga, the Tinkerer", 24x30cm - 10x12", oils on canvas, 2013
Original painting available here (€ 175,-)
Buy a Limited Edition Print here (13/13 available, € 45)
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