Welcome to the world of Igor Sandman. Dream is verging on determinism. The organic on the the electronic. You think you’re alone in this strange world where silence is sacred. Only the wind whispers to the one who understands, to follow along far, very far. Sometimes it takes you to one of those silicium gardens, glittering so strongly that you’d think you can hear them. And there, if you part the branches slowly, maybe you’ll see one of those lost souls. Aren’t they your reflection?
I’m an artist living under the rain of Belgium. I love cinema, anime, games, fantasy books…Feel free to contact me and proceed with all the social interactions like modern people do, in 280 characters or more.