Das Konfetti Portrait / The Confetti Portrait
#DaDa #PixelParty #ColorClutter #FragmentedFace #ConfettiChaos Gedicht / Poem The head is a bucket of shattered stained glass, Watching the parades of the centuries pass. A thousand small squares in a riotous line, Drowning the ego in turpentine wine. No bones and no blood, just a geometry soup, Jumping through every metaphysical hoop. The outline is thick like a mourning-band frame, For a man who has clearly forgotten hisβ¦










