Whilst exploring the blind spots and open wounds of human nature, the series Fractured Reality recites a dialogic prose to illustrate inner discontents - in all its conceivable facets and intensities. The works in this clustered sequence are compelling portrayals of possible states of being in its hypothetical enmeshment that sometimes let the protagonists fulminate or silently implode, thus detaching them from the possible reclamation of infinity.
See also: Sculpting Fractured Reality Contemporary Art Issue (CAI), 1/2022
The word fugue is from the Latin fugere, which means “to flee.” A fugue state is a phenomenon characterized by amnesia for one's identity, a swirl into confusion.
Terrified!
I feel mercilessly trapped. My essence is filled with hollowed out mud. Hidden in petrified desire, daunted by the glow that buries my underground caves.
Shame
Shame looms up from the clouded silence.
Sensing the chant of the breathing glare.
Frailty forms on the face.
Rousing redemption, unlimited.
A nameless lurch stirs you with piercing fury.
Appallingly, there is no meed for unbearable screams.
Your chained corpse is fed by a ghastlier fear - the unborn dawn.
Get me out here!