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One day I dreamed a mouth that spoke to me from the heart of the galaxy.
The geometric lines that composed it were fractals that intersected with a regular intervals. This voice was singing a Mantra in an unknown language: i did not understand the meaning of his words
but I could snatch the essence of his voice.

It would be a gross understatement to say Italian audiovisual artist Pask D’Amico’s kaledascopic film L’Homme Grotesque is a little freaky – more appropriate would be to call it bat shit weird, yet far too compelling to look away from!

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