This piece comes with the original animated Nothing Feels Real poster/billboard you see here, along with a collection of my favourite extracted images, isolated so they can shine on their own and be used in your own artwork. I will put some up, and leave the rest for if and when this is collected. It also includes a four-part short story presented through story inscriptions, transferred into a digitized template and included with the piece. More importantly, I encourage remixing. Deconstruct it. Reconstruct it. Combine it with other images. Edit it heavily. Transform it into something entirely your own. I do it, and I highly recommend it. Let me put it this way: when you collect artwork from me, you're not just buying a finished piece. You're also receiving the story behind it, along with creative raw materials you can use yourself. The result is an opportunity to remix the work, expand upon it, or create something completely new. The same applies to the story. As the visuals evolve, the narrative naturally shifts and transforms with them. If once collected, you feel compelled to save, share, reinterpret, or build upon the story, please do. And don't be shy about sending your version my way—it will be rewarded in some fashion. In return, all I ask for is a figurative nod in my general direction. In practical terms, that simply means mentioning my name somewhere along the journey. And, of course, I would genuinely love to see what you created. The collector-artist relationship is a potentially beautiful one that, in my opinion, barely exists anymore. I'd be more than happy to help revive it for those who find the idea appealing. After all, I'm the only person who can answer questions like: Why this? Where did that come from? What compelled me to make that particular decision? Why did I choose to tell the story this way? I enjoy those conversations and am happy to have them. Likewise, you're the only person who can tell me what you see. What story emerges when you spend time with the work? What connections form? What memories surface? What narrative quietly begins running through your mind as you look at it? That part belongs to you. The main click and cause is the post-apocalyptic blonde angel that connects this to "Venusian Family Portrait"