An idea by @adampoeta

Minimalist scene. A room. A cloud rises in the center of the room. A guitar on the cloud. Notes drip from the cloud

Minimalist scene. A room. A cloud rises in the center of the room. A guitar lies on the cloud. Notes drip from the cloud.

A minimalist scene. A guitar resting on a cloud rises in the center of the image. Notes and raindrops flow down from the cloud.

The photo shows a creative approach to time. A flattened clock with hands showing hours, minutes and seconds. The clock has carved eyes, one of which blinks

AM-67 was not pleased with the conversation with the humanoid child. An infantile little savage, that was his opinion of his interlocutor. Secondly – ​​she had distracted him from his work. Hadn't he mentioned that he had a very important task to do? Thirdly – ​​she was asking inappropriate questions. And he was being very patient. Fourthly – what was the father of this little girl supposed to do? And fifthly and most importantly – what were the humanoids still doing here? They were supposed to get the hell out! Who didn't keep an eye on her? Where were they hiding? And how many of them are there? The girl, her father – and who else? It was not his competence, he really shouldn't care about the answers to these and similar questions, but he had already seen this scene. The Great Shareholder sits at a wide desk and listens to the report. The longer the report takes, the more the Chief's expression hardens. He twitches his narrowly trimmed mustache.

A surreal and thought-provoking painting that delves into the depths of the human mind. The lower half of a woman's face is depicted, with her lips in a bright red color, and the top of her head is open, revealing a landscape of freedom. It's almost night - time to return, And the birds are sleeping, and the cars At the houses right by are already hiding under the windows. You'd go somewhere, you'd want something, It's almost night, and I still don't have enough And carry me around the city, the devil knows where...