Featuring work of Alex Galford. Alex hates words, they always seem to trip over themselves. So he paints instead — stuff that probably means something, though he’s still figuring out what. Most days it’s just color, smoke, and a gut feeling that maybe he’s onto something real.

No plan. No speech. Just paint, a little chaos, and a shot of whatever honesty he’s got left.

For transparency, Alex thanks AI for writing his artist bio, the future is rad.