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Psylocibin Diary - Page 1 Hifa Cybe
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Hi, my name is Hifa Cybe, I'm a transdisciplinary artist and this is "Psilocybin Diary". During this project I made a painting and record the sensations I have during this process.
Welcome to the first page of the diary.
I see fractals molding into the skin of my left thigh, they move with the guitar chords I hear.
My skin adopts another texture that is kind of plastic and a little transparent, so it dances to the music.
The sofa print also dances, the drawings move towards me. I get up and notice that everything around me is in motion, except for the painting that seems to be an intact experience, concentrated and immune to any substance, maybe it’s the result of it.
Glad to see the color yellow. She caresses me, like the sun. On the screen, a light from a country house comes on, perhaps a lamp.
In the already painted red, I sometimes see Chinese dragons and sometimes a couple kissing.
I see hugs all over the screen but at the bottom, there’s something heavy, there are desperate people screaming, I put a little yellow because that color made me happy, maybe it makes them too.
I stick to blue a lot, and when I put it on the palette, it reminds me of the sea, it has water movement, and it looks prettier and more meaningful than when I put it on canvas. Blue hides secrets in an affectionate and violent way, just like the river.
Every detail is a small world. Everything is immensity.
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Hi, my name is Hifa Cybe, I'm a transdisciplinary artist and this is "Psilocybin Diary". During this project I made a painting and record the sensations I have during this process.
Welcome to the first page of the diary.
I see fractals molding into the skin of my left thigh, they move with the guitar chords I hear.
My skin adopts another texture that is kind of plastic and a little transparent, so it dances to the music.
The sofa print also dances, the drawings move towards me. I get up and notice that everything around me is in motion, except for the painting that seems to be an intact experience, concentrated and immune to any substance, maybe it’s the result of it.
Glad to see the color yellow. She caresses me, like the sun. On the screen, a light from a country house comes on, perhaps a lamp.
In the already painted red, I sometimes see Chinese dragons and sometimes a couple kissing.
I see hugs all over the screen but at the bottom, there’s something heavy, there are desperate people screaming, I put a little yellow because that color made me happy, maybe it makes them too.
I stick to blue a lot, and when I put it on the palette, it reminds me of the sea, it has water movement, and it looks prettier and more meaningful than when I put it on canvas. Blue hides secrets in an affectionate and violent way, just like the river.
Every detail is a small world. Everything is immensity.
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Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/hifa-cybe/message
3 min