What day is today?
When neuronets appeared, people began to think of all their actions as artificial. But I wonder if we are ourselves, in the end, just robots living in simulations, algorithms, prohibitions and restrictions.
I wanted to picture a 21st century ordinary little man with his problems and routine.
Every day starts again.
Do I even exist?
Who are all these people?
Compassion as the only safe way to help
Failure to get closer
It’s a good thing I’m independent.
The sun doesn’t shine for everyone.
Doors leading nowhere
Cornering, who’s around this corner?
Failure to get out
Nowhere to disintegrate a person.
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There’s no way out of this place.
And tomorrow, it’s gonna be different.
In my style, it was important for me to look like a computer game, so prompto contained such values: --ofwhite, chord Faded Mullet mullet blue diated hair, no asian culture, balenciaga style, full body Shot, Natural Lighting, Sony Alpha A7 III camera, in style of fascion magazines, in the style of dazzled magazine, 4k, high quality quality, unreal energy, heper realistic, soft lighting and a cinematic fair, white skin, with natural lighting, in the picture in the stile of Tim Walker — 16:9