The Oasis of Delusion

The artist’s mother woke up one day, breathing heavily, scared; she dreamt of having fried eggs with a cat and a horse. Then suddenly, she hears the voice of her youngest child: “ Mom! Come! Dinner is ready! Damn! We ran out of bread again!” She goes towards the voice. Mother realizes it’s not her child’s voice, but a repeating recorded sound coming from the evaporated air conditioner. The artist paints the dream. In 2199, the semi humans look at the art of the past wondering: “what was art?”