BASTARDS 22: SAVAGE

UNCONSCIOUS. COULDN'T FIND THE PLACE NOR THE ANSWERS, COULDN'T SEE ENEMIES MORE THAN ME, COULDN'T FIND THE RIGHT FIGHT, COULDN'T FEEL DARK ENOUGH, COULDN'T SEE ANY LIGHT NEITHER. WONT ASK ME TO FEEL ME, OR THIS TO FEEL YOU, OR THAT TO MAKE THIS. WILL SEE YOUR FACE IN MY FACE, WILL MAKE MY FACE YOURS, WILL CRASH THIS MAD BRUSHES INSIDE OF ME 'TIL I'M BORN AGAIN, 'TIL I FIND ANOTHER IMAGE AGAIN, 'TIL I FIND MYSELF AGAIN, 'TIL EVERYTHING COMES UP TO STAND AGAIN, 'TIL THIS FACE ENDS. But there's nothing more than calm and warm after the storm, they said. You can still make art, they said. But wont ask again this machine to see your face and make that mine. This war. It was yours. Mine. Not mine. Again.

Fourth layer of 30+ pieces collection "REPLICA: DISEASES". Degenerative art. Made a whole collection of it as styleguide for the AI to generate and interpret it's language. And it resulted in a set of portraits that are all me, and maybe are all you, deeper than what you can think. Now, they are re-interpreted too by my hands, so I intervened them. Yes, may be it's degenerative that way. And we love that.

"REPLICA: DISEASES" is a collection of 30+ artworks divided in four layers: MADE-SELF, REPLICA, FOUR LITTLE BASTARDS and DEGENERATE BASTARDS. This is only one-on-bunch of them. Each one represents the other. Each one generates, degenerates and regenerates the other. Each one, a REPLICA, self-made.