Urban Aesthete

Occasional artwork from Alexey Sokolin

[urban-aesthete]

We are ruined

[urban-aesthete]

You may think us foolish / licking the cold tap / of lifeless algorithms

But we, father / are open for business, brother / hearts thrust into the stream / flickering

[urban-aesthete]

I have found myself again

Reflecting in latent space

Late to the party, dancing with nobody

But myself, love

[urban-aesthete]

[urban-aesthete]

A slice of nothing beautiful this morning

[urban-aesthete]

Getting re acquainted with line and figure

[urban-aesthete]

A wild glitch appears

[urban-aesthete]

An idea

[urban-aesthete]

Zygote

[urban-aesthete]

Sin exercises

[urban-aesthete]

Give it a hug

[urban-aesthete]

I discover you

[urban-aesthete]

Burn this noise

Find clean thought

Unstick from the hive

[urban-aesthete]

Upload and crash

[urban-aesthete]

It could be better if you just etch the words across your heart

[urban-aesthete]

We will shear you into a groove

[urban-aesthete]

Nothing will remain / nothing is here / nothing is lost