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Dreams are a fond topic for the art of Hackatao, a language they like to explore because it belongs to them deep inside. Dreams are energy revealing. During rem sleep, the subconscious manifests and communicates, as the son of Sleep manifesting in human form. Dreams are a source of inspiration for their art and for discussion about what might get missed in the flow of reality. A dream is not reality, but who's to say which is which? Epiphanies, deja-vu, deja-reve: everything indissolubly connected. Our Alice is wondering in Wonderland. And so are we, maybe vanishing, melting even. Living in this constant hanging, that same eternal suspended equilibrium of art, between the imaginary and the real. Truth and real, dream and fantasy. We pick the red pill, thank you. Are we mad now? We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.
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This art piece manifests in a way which is inclusive of both its two specular and complementary identities: physical and digital. The canvas comes with a digital animation in AR, tokenized on the blockchain. This art piece was created by Hackatao during Covid time, looking to the future and to the new Renaissance of humanity after what the pandemic has caused at every level. Imago 2k2 a.C. stays in fact for imago 2020 after Covid, a true restart, a rebirth. The character, between a Venus and a warrior, is ready for a new life in that world that was reshaped so badly by a pandemic, in the year that we will probably in the future call the new YEAR ZERO.
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As we are mainly used to considering our planet as a mother, a source of origin that is always ready to forgive us: what if this time our planet was a child? What if she had that goodness and freedom of saying anything she would like to express, without filters and being far from those responsibilities of a mother? How would our planet see us? Would she tell us, just simple as that, that we humans are lice? Would she love us the same? Or would she just make some very good sincere points? A child is honest, complicatedly straightforward. A child wants to live and tends to wonders. Children see green, they breathe in breezy air and they love to pick leaves of several colors from different seasons. If our planet was a child, she would just shake us away. But still with a smile.
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