The devil feasts on the porno foam of the moralist.
In me the DNA of an insect is growing, because the eruptions are missing, which make it possible for me to meet the You in its innermost. It is the vacuum of intimacy and intuition that atomizes me in coldness. I dream the irritating, the pleasant or unpleasant. I dream the detours - before they disappear.
insections is a video stills series of 10 frames by visual artist Ilja Weisz
Rodeyo
