There is a man riding a pixelated being
apparently, everything is quiet. He lets himself be taken for a walk. he has in a blind confidence in the digital being that slowly crawls and breaks up.
There is a crumpled, ice or paper background.
A background that burns out of the picture
there is a slight graphic which gently shines.
A world of flowers and plants
I like to drawing with pastels and crayons to talk about serious issues that concern all of us.
I think it leaves something sweet in the end result, a pretty bitter-sweetness that goes in a poetic way.
that I am looking for to address these topics.
This creation is a kind of allegory of a consumerist humanity heading towards a bankrupt world :
To move forward, man prefers to keep his eyes closed.
The more he advances, the more he transforms. The more he loses on his own. He only has a little time left for any resource, and a little water.
The pixel man suggests the elements of a modern world always in motion, but dangerously fragile.
The fallen stone is sign of this, but it is above all a small reference to the BlackRock Company ©
