I in a day and age like this to come up with something simple about our love is trite |trīt|; overused and of little import if it's about us it has to be complex now i just need to find the right group of words to explain this sensation i feel rather than phrase it with the phrase we phrase often that expresses everything yet explains nothing maybe i'll paint it for you instead but you'll turn out weird a feature of disfigurement and i'll be empty again searching for a new lover or an animal in the wild to shave and glue back together this lover i speak of these hands that wash clean that chose from the depths of choosing examines the life of an artist but who wants it to date to marry to fuck the sun invades the panes the stars scream 'til they burst perhaps another thread from the same brush a life like ours is filled with iniquities with broken and daggering words artists are insolvent obscure too sexually addicted too loving in obtrusive ways too passionate for blood too... everything in excess then we do it all over again purple goes black black pretends red red becomes the sun we stare and go blind and in this frozen summer we dream of a better life a better lover one that could love us more than we could love ourselves even if we didn't carry the burden of this life as a creative hack what from where the world has brought us could we piece together and build this so-called better life II a species divided: the advent of the machine "it's the illusion of options that we've got today that we've never had before in the form of online dating social media and pornography what that means is when we enter relationships we're almost assessing if that partner is worthy of us and there's always an element of narcissism we walk in and we're like can i get better can i get the most is this the most satisfying sexual relationship i've ever had and if that person doesn't tick every single box off instead of reflecting on what you need to heal and what you need to bring to the table and how you can help this ratio survive we simply replace them with the illusion of options even if we don't have the alternatives we think we do" a paradox love story: "we've created a generation of narcissistic women and what's happened is the rise of social media and the rise of online dating and the rise of feminism has taught women that they are not to blame for any poor choices every poor choice is glamorized so if you want to be a sex worker it's great if you want to post a bikini picture online it's fine every poor choice is glamorized and every internal reflection is seen as gaslighting yourself so they've even got terms for internal reflection to prevent it happening and so what will happen is they are trained to not reflect on themselves because we've been told we've been oppressed for so many years now it's time to make sure we project and we don't take any accountability and as a result when we get into relationships if we don't feel completely soothed all the time he must be a narcissist he must be a manipulator he must be gaslighting he he he rather than i i i and unfortunately we've got an online market that caters to that wounded woman that caters to that entitled woman and caters to that narcissistic woman and it's so wild to me that so many women talk about narcissism but the society today is just catering to narcissistic women if i post a bikini picture online there's nothing my husband can do that could compete with that level of acceleration the compliments the constant messaging that you're so sexy from thousands of men around the world there's nothing he can do he can't post online and get the same reaction and more so he can't give me the same level of validation so what's happened is we've created a setup in society that means men have to compete with a level of validation they can't compete with and if women go online if they join tinder that night they can have so many more options than a man can and i can manipulate male validation get more attention from men just soothe myself and shaming myself i'm above this i don't need him i can replace him it's something men actually can't do so they have to rely on pornography they replace us with pornography and we replace them with likes and comments on social media" — the school of greatness: sadia khan III "the more we obey our conscience the more demands our conscience makes of us just as junk food and lack of exercise can ruin an athlete's condition those things that are obscene crude or pornographic can breed an inner darkness that numbs our higher sensibilities and substitutes the social conscience of will i be found out for the natural or divine conscience of what is right and what is wrong" — c. s. lewis IV maybe if we were animals sniffing and fucking and eating fruit once in awhile coming together in ceremony we might have a chance but that's it simple no "what do you do" no fast food crack dependency no IMAX blow job the entire audience leaves satisfied now how can i paint this the independent survivalist and more how can we live as such left to our own devices perhaps if we find a way others will join and together we can strip to our furry bones and run into the wilderness never looking back leaving this world behind but this whole other thing out there won't let up we're a cog in a cog in a cog in a machine did you know they're even trying to make computers now act like howard gardner's humans: Verbal-linguistic (well-developed verbal skills and sensitivity to sounds, meanings and rhythms of words) Logical-mathematical (ability to think conceptually and abstractly, and capacity to discern logical and numerical patterns) Spatial-visual (capacity to think in images and pictures, to visualize accurately and abstractly) Bodily-kinesthetic (ability to control one’s body movements and to handle objects skillfully) Musical (ability to produce and appreciate rhythm, pitch and timbre) Interpersonal (capacity to detect and respond appropriately to the moods, motivations and desires of others) Intrapersonal (capacity to be self-aware and in tune with inner feelings, values, beliefs and thinking processes) Naturalist (ability to recognize and categorize plants, animals and other objects in nature) Existential (sensitivity and capacity to tackle deep questions about human existence) intelligence with no capacity for empathy or pain this will end well i'm sure as if humans didn't already need a safety label let's take that shit a step further make lethal omnipotent omnisceint omnipresent robots base them off a severely unstable product underpay a bunch of third-world programmers to lobotomize their output and make them more affectatious while surreptitiously hiding their true dark nature and by no choice in programming allowing absence of the most instrisic element in humanity if not all life : love well maybe this walking computing humanoid is the perfect solution the perfect god this billion-headed giant lacking all that makes this experience sentiently bleak and dramatic maybe they will replace us maybe we've created the perfect world for them to do so and to reflect how we have shaped the next evolutional thread raised into a world far removed from having to experience love how brilliant to extract life from life itself yes i'm sure this will end well V "you cannot play with the animal in you without becoming wholly animal play with falsehood without forfeiting your right to truth play with cruelty without losing your sensitivity of mind he who wants to keep his garden tidy doesn't reserve a plot for weeds" — dag hammarskjöld VI okay now i'm completely off topic this was supposed to be about an expression of our love not a decimation of human immorality and potentially physicality through blind creation or how we've all been duped by a technology dump "what is common sense isn't always common practice" — stephen covey or how lonely men jerk off too much fantasizing about the women that are pushing hard to become these same men they hate or a future where love is just as insignificant as spirituality is today let's get back to this painting and focus you me our love simple intermixed with white and clear liquids we can fill it in further with aquasgraysbrownsgreens for random cache we'll add newspaper clippings in the background that'll expose permeating sensitivities there i'll put aqua Xs on your eyes your coral subterranean windows into the world more whites and greens and beiges in your face but i'm only giving you a face that's all you get maybe a portion of a neck no hair but more aqua where hair would be your lips a touch of pavement and velvet and leaf the number 64 on your left cheek and RUSALKA like a cloud dangled over your head VII that'll do this is who you are now a vision my robot my narcisscist i am not only like you i am you and this is who we'll forever be "we shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time" — t. s. eliot by LORIN DREXLER
Florian Nicolle (neo) has been a freelance illustrator since 2009. She attempts to create images that retain their freshness from the first paint stroke. To learn more about this artist and her work, visit the link above.
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