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Ekbladian horror, the confidence of antagonist, of clowning amok, berating sense with maniacism. Composition used to have a sense, a logic, it genteel and formed, now the kids these days they spray kat litter, kick at walls, crust manga felines. The fun of this willful negligence, that, if those in power can be exonerated for gross incompetence, rise to the highest upon guilt free souls, it feels good to be an artist an able to do the same, love them for it.
See too: Ida Ekblad at Herald St. Joanne Greenbaum at Crone, Michaela Eichwald at Silberkuppe
