everything here is a reference to the space.
an addiction to collecting, buying to impress, to feed the ego.
ironic jokes about rocks, coins, blocks, ai.
everything locked inside ziplocks, pretending to be safe like we believe nfts are permanent.
it’s a kabuki theater of the marketplace. we stand at the back of a digital gallery, trading shady things under neon light. every piece reflects being here, scrolling through feeds of art. we gimmick, we gamble, we buy, hoping for some hidden utility.
we are a mutated clank of memorabilia and endless meme machines. a mirror of the space itself, distorted, recycled, performed.
Serezha Galkin
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