FROM THE HEART OF THIS ETHEREAL GENESIS, EMERGED A CURIOUS ENTITY – SIFR. IN THE EXPANSE OF COSMIC INFINITY, SIFR, OUR COSMIC MASCOT, EMBARKED ON AN ODYSSEY.

EACH CELESTIAL BODY SHE VISITED, EACH COSMIC WAVE HE RODE, WAS AN EPISODE OF TRANSFORMATION, A SYMBOLIC REPRESENTATION OF THE CASA POP EVOLUTION.

THE

JOURNEY

OF SIFR

I am an empty vessel with no box

I am an empty vessel with no thoughts

Full of possibilities that I forgot

With no ties and with no knots

 

Was I born or did I always exist

What is my purpose in this universe and how much mayhem can I cause

What is this system to the left and who is this creature to my right

You take and call it theft while I dance into the night

STROKES.

Threads are beautiful,

in a vacuum they exist in singularity They intertwine, knot and weave to form something that can only exist when they’re together

A form that is vastly different from their origin or individual essence

Each thread however, has its own identity: by virtue of colour, texture, how it splits at the ends and how it falls.

The threads that weave the fabric of this universe are all people that helped shape it