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[Think Different] Text:\\\"Think Different\\\" A minimalistic representation of Steve Jobs, captured in a single continuous line. Abstract yet unmistakable, the simplicity of line and form reflects his iconic vision. In the spirit of Pablo Picasso's line drawings, black ink on a white canvas, dynamic and bold, conveying the essence of innovation and creativity with the fewest strokes possible, high contrast, modern simplicity. Typography. Painting. ################################################## Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? There are tools for these kinds of people. Apple, Ideogram and others... While some see them as the crazy ones, I see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. ################################################## This is but a humble tribute to a man who, without realizing it, has been instrumental in developing my passion for images, typography and the art of layout and advertising. He is at the very foundation of my long career spanning 25 years. He's mainly the reason why I see a brain in a storm, Medusa having a \\\"bad hair day\\\" and a grandmother knitting a scarf with spaghetti. Even today, many years after his death, he still has a strong influence on who I am. Today, with this simple gesture of creation, I remember and bow.
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[Think Different] Text:\\\"Think Different\\\" A minimalistic representation of Steve Jobs, captured in a single continuous line. Abstract yet unmistakable, the simplicity of line and form reflects his iconic vision. In the spirit of Pablo Picasso's line drawings, black ink on a white canvas, dynamic and bold, conveying the essence of innovation and creativity with the fewest strokes possible, high contrast, modern simplicity. Typography. Painting. ################################################## Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? There are tools for these kinds of people. Apple, Ideogram and others... While some see them as the crazy ones, I see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. ################################################## This is but a humble tribute to a man who, without realizing it, has been instrumental in developing my passion for images, typography and the art of layout and advertising. He is at the very foundation of my long career spanning 25 years. He's mainly the reason why I see a brain in a storm, Medusa having a \\\"bad hair day\\\" and a grandmother knitting a scarf with spaghetti. Even today, many years after his death, he still has a strong influence on who I am. Today, with this simple gesture of creation, I remember and bow.
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Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world.Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.\"
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Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world.Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.\"
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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