Placid Deformation

the atrocity engine on the horizon

Anxiety, grief, and bitterness about a world I still desperately want to see beauty in. Corrupted, confusing formations that tease structure but deny familiarity give way to intense, violent tangles of information that no longer have any sense of control or reason. Serene imagery is consistently disrupted by unnerving structures that hint at sinister machinations; the soft pink swirls of whimsical imagination persist amid them, but are overtaken, overshadowed, or corrupted.