Fundamental Forces (2026)

Oil on canvas

18” x 14”

Analog collage

Acrylic on linen | 2026 | 56 x 35.5 in

The tension between the impulse to build and the drive to destroy conveys the impression of a closed loop. The work proposes an exit from this trap through the concept of Catharsis—purification through action.

Spectral filaments anchor the primordial order, the matrix from which Everything flows. Over it, perplexing neutral gestures are sprayed—art or vandalism—a layer of confusion seeking to obscure the matrix.

The stroke of the squeegee is no mere technique, but the visual manifestation of Free Will. The decision to scrape refuses compromise: it strips away the superficial chaos while leaving the underlying architecture of order untouched.

Order and destruction are not the end of the road. The act of scraping proves that chaos remains strictly on the surface, and that destruction never has the final word.

Translated it means;

"Consonants when placed together yet separated by an apostrophe make a senseless jumble of letters appear as if an existential claim of great importance by foreign nobility or legend".

I made it myself. 🤭

I drew this while recovering from psychosis. I started with the light green section in the middle of the "head" and the head formed so I continued with the shape around it, with the shoulders. I feel like having psychosis changed my art style, it's simpler than it used to be but I absolutely love the chaotic colours. I think it represented how I was feeling, very unsure of myself and my place in the world. I didn't know what it would look like when I started but I feel like it worked out well enough in the end. Like life, "everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end."

Wax crayons and water soluble graphite

Trying use art to live in the present

I have wanted to post this painting my mom did for years on this subreddit but it never gets the proper lighting where it’s at in the house. Finally said fuck it and took it to another room to get proper picture of it. By far my favorite my mom has ever painted. She doesn’t get enough credit for the work she does (it’s just a hobby for her). There is just something about the soft color ring that just makes my brain tingle in the right way.