In the chaos of forms and colors, we find the purest expressions of desire, dreams, and the infinite potential of becoming.

Desire, Dreams And The Infinite

Tù.úk'z

This image itself is a little machine; what is the relation among these machines, what is the relation with other machines outside this image with their various types and natures? We have been criticized for our terminological innovations. But the words we use are nothing more than concepts that do not define a particular world but construct a continuum of intensities, a continuity of planes, a multiplicity of dimensions.

I Sucked The Moon, I Spoke Too Soon

In the unfolding of the flower, there is a pure expression of difference, a repetition of patterns that defies sameness. It is in the petals' unique arrangement and the colors' vibrant display that we witness the pure essence of becoming.

The Essence Of Becoming

A white cat glows softly in a room lit by rainbow reflections, moving through a space that feels both real and ethereal. It’s a moment where light and shadow blur, hinting at unseen dimensions.

The Cat Gazes

Amidst a lush garden, two figures sit by the water at dusk, surrounded by vibrant flora. The scene captures a moment of quiet reflection, framed by the soft hues of a setting sun.

The Evening Sun

The desert, experimentation on oneself, is our only identity, our single chance for all the combinations which inhabit us.

The Desert

In this space where objects float between presence and absence, I am reminded of the thin veil that separates the visible from the invisible, the known from the unknowable. The room, with its disjointed forms and shifting perspectives, feels less like a place of refuge and more like a labyrinth of the mind, where each familiar item is imbued with a sense of unease. Here, the ordinary is rendered extraordinary, not by any grand transformation, but by the subtle dislocation of what should be solid, what should be real. It is a place where the mind's eye sees more than it should, where the edges of perception blur and reality itself seems to dissolve into a dream—a dream from which one might never fully awaken.

The Visible and The Invisible

Multiplicity is not only that which has many parts, but also that which is folded in many ways.

Multiplicity Of Flowers

Dream, Illusion, and Shadow blurs the line between reality and fantasy, revealing the eerie beauty of the unknown. Each piece, with its vibrant yet unsettling colors, presents a world where the familiar becomes alien, and every shape hints at transformation. This collection explores deep consciousness, drawing us into a dreamlike state where illusions and shadows stretch endlessly, challenging us to embrace the ambiguity and uncertainty that define our existence.

Dream, Illusion And Shadow.

An abstract art collection (generated with A.I.) that speaks to soul a conversation about the Spirit. An homage to W. Kandinsky.

Danse Esprit

At the sight of beauty, the soul grows wings and rises upwards, for it is reminded of the beauty that exists in the world of forms, the eternal and unchanging. 

Tù.úk'z ☓ Rarible

Tù.úk'z (Tuukzs)

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