Happy new year, my love, InshAllah this is your year. I pray we get to be freer on this one. Perhaps all my thoughts marching in different directions come together by the finish line, when I discover all ways go to the same place. As everything sprouts in every direction and the outlines disperse, as I form every shape, as I become an eagle carrying a bucket of water through the desert, it might also form meaning, it might engulf, it might katamari all type of shit until it makes sense. I can wait for this. It makes sense that it takes a life to accept chaos. I pray chaos out of my life everyday. I pray this image is centered but it never never never is. I know, God, we are all imperfect but I pray everyday to need less and less of your help for centering, for parking, for a way out of capitalism, for an idea of what is happening. Thanks for keeping us anyways, I know it took a bunch. Yeah, happy new year. This will be a good one. Look, the fireworks are starting.

Distant Fireworks (Happy New Year) // Estelle Flores // 2023 made with p5.js using p5.grain and Alejandro Campos articles on the line textures

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