Bugz Alias Lucilla Loddi

BugZ Digital Art since 1998

As long as I listen that drum playing
Tatau. Hitting. Spur to destroy and rebuild.
Scaring, seducing, camuflaging.
Touch me. Who am I? Nobody. Object. Suffocating heaped up cells. I produce sounds. Coarses.
My incisors bit.
I open my mouth looking for my opposite, the other me, I pass trough my stomach.
Hidden inside and outside.
Sometimes I pass trough me.
Others I watch me and ask if I exist, then shout.
I implode and disintegrate, then recreate me throwing me out whenever I want, crystallizing a fleeting while where I am an other one...another one...another one...
I acquire incorporeal luminescence free in wide space, now I am, loose definition but I am. Myself. However.
Vibrate. Floating limen. Almost invisible. Pure. Electronic.

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