Freedom Has No Name

Get lost in tunnel vision. Losing control. Recognizable materials, with a new relief, confusion. Losing control in stratification, a tunnel vision. Volume, estrangement, focus, get lost because something or someone takes control of you.
Dark colors, unity, an infinite road. A dark side, with untroubled elements.

A collection inspired by the world of escapism and fetish.

“keep staring and loose control
feel with your hand
it is soft and warm
there is no end
there is no door
its all made up
trick of life, or just a ride
and he said
too rich to care
too beautiful to speak
this is my time for war
to break the fear
this is your time for war
to break the chains
in the end
freedom has no name”