Karma Coma

Beyond Suffering

I am not interested in presenting myself as an artist who struggles. Everyone has wounds and experiences pain. Countless souls endured suffering before me; many still bear its weight today. Therefore my art constitutes only a testimony; a declaration that the sense of suffering does not begin in isolation, but (rather) in connecting. Pain does not act as a prison that teaches you to alienate yourself from others; on the contrary, it's the possibility to transcend oneself and embrace (fundamental) otherness.

This platform is not a sentimental ode to suffering but a walk, an escape out of the total illiteracy of the heart. My youthful soul has observed that unspoken suffering is the only kingdom in which the sinister flower of hatred unfurls its petals. In the painful silence of the heart, our vision begins to narrow into a red circle of anger. Suddenly, one finds oneself afflicted with a genocidal blindness for the beauty of the world. Atrocities are committed in the name of 'authentic suffering.'

I believe in a different path. My desire for this platform is to be a space of communal vulnerability and transparency, a place where people can communicate in a way that liberates them from the illiteracy of the heart. A space where you move beyond the limitations of a defensive simplicity of the claustrophobic self, undergoing a soulful transformation in a special exercise of commonality and togetherness.

How it works

Send your questions, suggestions, or dilemmas ranging from playful to profound, individual to collective. I do my best to embrace these questions weekly with poetic-philosophic reflections, interwoven with photographic portraits. Your questions, regardless of whether you choose to remain anonymous, will be answered exclusively by me.

This is not merely an invitation to communicate; it is an attempt to connect hearts through artistic expression. An attempt to lift the veil of fanatic blindness.

Thank you to all who are part of this exchange. I eagerly look forward to receiving your questions and answering them.

Love,

Coma