Our mind

Acrylic on canvas
70 x 50 cm

He woke up and remembered nothing. The brief flashes in his memory were meaningless. He had no idea who he had been. Somewhere in the depths of his mind, somewhere he couldn’t reach now, there was his life. After six months, he couldn’t reconcile himself to the idea that his previous life was lost. And yet he still hoped that one day all those drawers in his neural net would open.

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