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I love unicorns, but like, earnest unicorns, none of this pooping-rainbows nonsense. I want my unicorns majestic and proud, riding around on rainbows and leaving stars in their wake. Yes I know it's a little silly, but I'm not going to hide behind irony so that I can be an adult in a unicorn shirt. I'm just going to wear the damn unicorn shirt.
Tags: funny, sparkle, stars, gay, rainbow
From the series “Snow flakes”, ink and paint on paper, 30 x 30 cm. Someone teaches us that the snowflakes are different from each other since we are small children. We learn that they are formed with a crystallization process that follows a geometric pattern that changes each time, indefinitely, never having the possibility of a repetition. The ice crystal takes shape slowly, expanding from a central point to the surrounding space, obeying to some strict symmetrical scheme, until all unallocated space is filled with these icy branches. What happens if in this process, the atoms of the water, in the meanwhile they are solidifying, encounter an obstacle, a slag, an impurity? Will it also remain trapped inside the grid? Will it be absorbed by this geometric cage, or would be able to break the symmetry, imposing its diversity?
Tags: geometric, grid, crystal, ice, pattern