Absurdism Period. 2023 November #008. Bread of life kisses the grit of our palms, a narrative kneaded, in the great world's supping. Piquant absurdities blazoned on the globe's tablecloth, cloaked in hues of commerce, the cacophony of exchange. Art, an unwashed windowpane, holds reflection and projection both; absurdity, its saturated fabric. Each creation a handshake with the absurdity of existence, commodities with no price tag. Sailing on an ink sea, flirting with nonsensical nebulae. A stratospheric feast, this brazen ballet of businesses in the audacious orbit of the absurd. Collide, coalesce - Our world banquet on peculiarities blooms - manna for the mind, nourishment for our collective consciousness.
