Fruits of Knowledge, 2016, acrylic, Mylar, 48x72
This is how it started: I had a dream, spatial and complicated. I borrowed layers of blankets on the bed from that dream. The rest is my awaken fantasy. It meant something, but I didn't know what. One suggestion: In the old story, Adam and Eve ate an apple and went hiding because they noticed that they were naked. A man and a woman who are eating apples in this painting appear to be oblivious to nudity.
Perhaps, it has nothing to do with this painting, but I feel naked and ignored in the world of corporate art. It maddens me. No horns on my head or cunts between my open thighs can change this situation. The one who is ignored, stays ignored.
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