Trauma
In this project, I express my thoughts, I declare myself, and I am honest.
Now I am on a search that would help me find meaning, but only in the physical world.
Gravity does not exist, there are only lines and outlines, text and images,
and this is what I find the only right and appropriate.
The experience that haunts me, the traumatic experience, leads me back to the world of fantasy, leads me to the world of my injuries, cuts and tantrums.
Lines, outlines, images expressed by text.
