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04/04/2026
The kind of benign envy I have towards people that live slowly,
those who live quietly,
the kind that knows that life should be poetry not a novel.
Those little things excite them; they anticipate the sunset
like it arrived carrying good news.
They notice when the moon grows from a crescent to a full moon,
and let go of anxiety, because no one is really counting.
They document memories likes it’s a movie
photographs of ordinary light resting on familiar faces.
They keep days not in calendars, but in feelings that refuse to fade.
They return to moments the way one rereads a favorite line.
They understand that living is remembering gently,
they know our times are without numbers.
‘Times without numbers ll’
Charcoal and acrylic on paper
22 x 40 inches
2026
31/03/2026
Times without number, I’ve said our times are without numbers
we drift beyond clocks that try to name our becoming by the numbers of material things we’ve acquired.
But we don’t truly live by these numbers, we live through moments, emotions, and experiences
Seconds dissolve into feelings we cannot measure we collide, we scatter, we gather again in unseen rhythms
nothing stays, yet nothing is ever truly lost and in this endless motion, we learn that time is to be felt, not counted
Title: ‘Time without numbers’
Meduim: Charcoal and Acrylic on paper
Dimension: 22 x 40 inches
2026
The human nature has tricked many like a serpent into a loop of never ending desires.
The insatiable hole that cannot be filled with anything material. Money, fame, s*x and power have tried to fill this abyss in the soul of man, yet the desire suffocates. No one escapes, The poor wants to be rich but the rich wants to be free. Look around you, what you have now was what you desired years ago, yet you’re in search of more, we’re all stuck in this matrix.
Reminds me of the quote of a Greek philosopher, Epicurus “If you want to make a man happy, do not add to his possessions but take away from his desires”
Title: The Matrix
Series: We are gas particles
Charcoal on paper
If you want to make a man free, do not add to his possessions but take away from his desires
Title: The Matrix
Series: We are gas particles
Charcoal on paper
18/02/2026
It’s all inside our head. We are gas particles in random and fragile motion hoping our desires don’t collide and shatter the little balance holding us together.
Houses get bigger, applause gets louder, followers increase, yet something within still whispers, “more.” Luxury, influence, pleasure, status they all attempt to pacify that inner void, but the hunger adapts. It suffocates
The student longs to graduate; the graduate longs for employment. The employee longs to become a boss; the boss longs to escape the pressure of leadership. The single prays for partnership; the married dreams of solitude. Desire simply changes outfits. No one is exempt. We are stucked in this Matrix
So the real question remains
Is freedom having everything you want, or wanting less than you desire
Work in progress
Title: The Matrix
Series: We are gas particles Meduim: Charcoal on paper
Dimension: 36x48 inches
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