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we need to talk (en/de)

https://lexiscolours.art/wp-content/uploads/2025/06/we-need-to-talk.mp3   We need to talk. It’s about your child.Actually, it’s about mental health. I know, such a boring subject in a world so full of meaningful distractions.I’d hate to interrupt your curated feed of flawless narcissists and motivational nonsense.I bet it fulfils you. But—of course, there’s a but. There’s…

how are you?

I used to take this question seriously until I realised it’s mostly small talk – even outside of small talk. You’re not really supposed to answer it. Here’s another little secret: I started avoiding it with a simple “And you?”. You have no idea how easily I get away with…

bid no. 2

So I had this moment with myself. This… this moment of honesty, and I’m not done with painting: with the canvas, acrylics, brushes, and knives; the charcoal all over my face; the mess; the zooming out for hours; the arrogance of not knowing what time it is or even what…

wid

As you can imagine, for someone who never really saw the point in existence, death was often on my mind. I was never scared of it. It was never about hell or heaven; it was never a mysterious place to me. I was always sure it’s exactly like before I…

acceptance/acceptare

Maybe I should settle for the fact that it’s no longer a taboo subject, just a very sensitive one and not even bring it up. Not to upset anyone, not to create waves or discomfort. But the reality is that as much as we might like to turn a blind…

vapour/abur

I’m a claustrophobic snail. And then I’m a superhero. Omnipotent and aware. I’m an opaque window. I’m a tailless scorpion, a clawless crab. A bird without a beak. I’m a priest without faith. I’m a white raven. Sometimes I’m Gargantua, other times a dwarf among giants. I’m an ice cube.…

bid no. 1

You, keeping my picture on your profile, feels like Norma Bates decaying in her window seat. Because I’ve been away from you for so long, far too long for you to claim anything – a whole lifetime, one could say. I know your weird story, and that has always, without…

sunday/duminică

I have this feeling that everyone knows how to live a life. How to stock up on food, how to organise your time and space; always have aspirin in the house and a special place for the dish sponge. When it comes to this stuff, I feel like a child…

fck you!

to everyone who: thinks that someone else’s time is theirs to take; thinks emotional blackmail is acceptable; thinks parenthood is about control; said you made them do it; just lets things happen because it’s not their business; just assumes without asking; takes someone’s existence lightly; thinks love is possession; thinks…

Product of WAR

Product of WAR is about the concept of normalcy and its elastic and subjective nature; about the ease with which we accept forms of normalcy that are often visibly flawed, or do not fit our core values. We are raised in all sorts of wars that we adopt and allow…

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