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FIRST PIECE of Series IV: *UNLIMITED

Not everything broken needs fixing.

Not every asymmetry needs balance.

Sometimes, what refuses to follow rules is exactly what reveals your most human singularity.

*1 is a visual ode to inner freedom.

It’s pure energy, immortalized on canvas.

An elegant rebellion… a deliberate act of disobedience against what’s considered “NORMAL”.

The yellow ASTERISK is an urgent burst of inner light.

It’s a signal calling you to cross lines, to try what you've always avoided, 

to expand beyond the frame others drew for you.

It’s a birthmark you cannot erase.

Like a memory you thought you had buried—but comes back screaming when you least expect it.

Here, edges are only suggestions.

Forms refuse to obey.

Textures don’t ask for permission.

And yet, everything coexists.

Yes, there is tension. But there’s also a strange equilibrium—

as if chaos knows exactly where to breathe.

There’s a fierce joy in this piece.

A kind of subversive pleasure.

The greens negotiate with the blacks without disappearing.

The reds take risks, but never dominate.

The whites pour like free thoughts—unafraid of getting messy.

The craquelure isn’t a sign of decay: it’s a map of lived time, like the lines around the eyes of a beautiful woman who’s lived.

The black doesn’t frame: it devours.

It swallows every attempt at control.

This is not the portrait of a broken mind.

This is the portrait of a mind that’s awake. Restless. Alive.

PROVOCATIVE.

The white dots repeating in the left inferior brown corner?

They feel like a secret language—a code.

The layers that overlap without erasing each other?

They’re not contradiction: they’re expansion.

Here, everything invites discovery.

If you TRULY feel this piece… you might notice something in you begins to turn, to release, to (re)imagine another way of seeing the world.

It might even remind you that falling… is just flying with your eyes open.

The ASTERISK marks what no one else sees—

but you know it lives inside you.

Your Existential Detonator.

This psychological provocation pulls you to the edge of yourself—

not to make you shatter,

but to force you to spread your wings.

It’s your spirit daring you to live without limits.

If something stirs in you as you face it…

it’s because that something was already trying to break free.

There is no right answer.

There is no easy reading.

But if you feel a subtle tremor while standing before this work,

if a memory surfaces without warning,

if something inside you begins to catch fire—

then yes: There’s a line in your story

you’ve never dare to read aloud.

And It all begins here—

with your ASTERISK.