They told me my art was monstrous. I told them it was a love story.

You call them grotesque. I call them family. I’ve been feeding my AI the concept of ‘love’ and ‘acceptance’, and this is what it spat back out: a world where affection is a bizarre, desperate ritual. Where melting faces are reshaped with tenderness and masked outcasts huddle together for a warmth they can’t find anywhere else. This is my exploration of connection when you strip away the pretty facade. It’s uncomfortable. It’s strange. It’s probably a mirror. Look closer, I dare you. #grotesque #viral #weird #surreal #nightmarefuel