THE ANCIENT SCROLLS OF POST HUMAN PHONK

You see painting/creating as an illness. your soul tells you to create. An illness that causes you to create at least one sketch / drawing / painting / object / whatever a day. the process of creation is like a pain reliever. You always work out of your own inner motivation, unhampered by society regulations. No outside influence shall ever regulate the what, the how, the when, the where and the why.

Never mix up art and money. you create for yourself. you are free, and so shall be your artwork.

You never work for fame. fame shall never blind you. you stay away from the spotlight as far as possible. the lust for fame shall never direct your hand. Your work alone is gift enough and should bring peace of mind any time you in the process of creation.

Your work shall never be exhibited in art galleries and/or museums. Your work shall not be talked about by art critics, selfclaimed very important persons, and such. No human being is in the position to judge and/or to price human artwork. No champagne, no fake media hype, no plastic smiles, no hypocrites, no bullshit.

You shall have a hidden place where you collect your artwork. only a few persons that are in your most inner circle of friends, persons that you put all your trust in, persons you share a deep timeless friendship with, shall know this place and/or have the key. On the day you die, he/she/they shall open the "holy grail" and enjoy the universe you created.

Your work shall always be your work, straight from the top of your head and the middle of your heart to paper. never try to create something you´ve seen somewhere just a little different. never try to be different, just be yourself in every action.

Your work shall be artwork alone. not pages of fake explanation, why and how you did this and that. its the pure process of creation.

Never follow rules. Human shall not judge human.