obey the prompt was never about making perfect art. it was about showing up. every day. and trusting that somewhere between the chaos of creation and the clarity of constraint, something meaningful might emerge. over 28 days, 37 pieces were born. some absurd. some tender. some that I still don’t fully understand. but every single one taught me something. and the wildest part? it worked. this project, this experiment, turned out to be the most rewarding creative experience I’ve had in years. maybe ever. the prompt was never the point. obedience wasn’t either. it was always about the space between the two. ₥

every morning he dragged the same invisible weight shaped like rent, framed like routine. *** collectors only AL

every bloom was a note from the dirt proof the planet still believes in beauty, even after everything

each of you now holds a piece of the silence that came after, and that makes you part of the story no one else will tell. *** < when the west was lost > is a story i can’t stop seeing. these men—always watching, always returning. suits in red fields. houses that forget who lived in them. it’s not about cowboys or frontiers - it’s about what gets traded when no one’s looking. power dressed as order. a deal made in silence. by the end, the men are gone, and so is everything else. and one may realize, the west wasn’t taken - it was sold, piece by piece, by the very men who claimed to protect it. this is a series about power, decay, evil and the myth of progress, through a story of interconnected yet independent works. with each chapter, the story gets a little closer to revelation : that the west wasn’t lost to time or violence, but surrendered - one failed promise at a time. *** bidders edition // ty for your support ₥ØĐɆรŦ

< monkey miner > was the eleventh featured artwork in the ӨBΞY ϮHΞ PЯӨMPϮ series. based on the original monkey miner artwork, < the monkey miners > features 99 variations of the original artwork. each piece was made individually using a variety of custom image processing algorithms i have developed for use in my work. there are only 99 monkeys. and they are actually chimps, but who's counting. ily ₥

obey the prompt was never about making perfect art. it was about showing up. every day. and trusting that somewhere between the chaos of creation and the clarity of constraint, something meaningful might emerge. over 28 days, 37 pieces were born. some absurd. some tender. some that I still don’t fully understand. but every single one taught me something. and the wildest part? it worked. this project, this experiment, turned out to be the most rewarding creative experience I’ve had in years. maybe ever. the prompt was never the point. obedience wasn’t either. it was always about the space between the two. ₥