Here, we find ourselves lost in a sea of uncertainty, where the rational and the irrational coexist in perfect harmony. Our practices blur the_goals of art and reality, much like the blurred vision of a drunken surrealist.
Our surrealist practices begin with the art of non-sequiturs. We start with a statement, then abandon it for the next, and the next, and the next. Our goal is to confuse, to disorient, and to make you question the very fabric of reality.
Example:
The sky is blue. No, it's not. It's actually a giant purple eggplant. No, wait, it's a pineapple.
In this subpractice, we take the art of non-sequiturs and we loop it, we spin it, we twist it, and we turn it into a never-ending cycle of confusion.
Example:
I am a chicken. No, I am not. I am a chicken wearing a tutu. No, I am not. I am a chicken wearing a tutu and a top hat. No, I am not...
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