A friend recently said to me, "Too hot for social media, too demanding for porn." And I believe there's some truth to that. Because I want a porn that blows my mind. With images like dreams. Camera movements in dimensions and perspectives that sweep you away. Capturing all the senses. I want to see it, feel it, hear it, smell it, taste it. I want to merge, I want an ecstasy, I want excess and decadence. Actually, not just in porn. Always. Everywhere in life. That's why I'm an artist. That's why I have no time for mundane things. I'm not saying that I can turn my visions into reality. But I assert, not without pride, that I surrender myself. I remain receptive to what I'm searching for.

You see, I don't even know what it is...

I walk in the footsteps of authors, writing a lot myself. In my imagination, I live in a shared apartment with David Foster Wallace, Mattias Faldbakken, Elfriede Jelinek, and Charles Bukowski - we have fun! But writing became too time-consuming for me a while ago, so now I produce, so to speak, in real time: videos. And in the process, I've discovered slime. I'm simply fascinated by how it moves, how each consistency is unique. How horrifically short-lived - a blob never stays in its shape; it's the fundamental characteristic of slime - everything is ephemeral, everything exists for just a single moment... I'm in love with the effect, from the inside and the outside: it lays a shine over everything. Like a glaze. From the inside, it sometimes feels cold and merciless, and yet at other times so warm and embracing.

You see, I'm starting to ramble...

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