In Where's the Rest of My Flamboyance? a contorted pink flamingo dips its head into an unseen world, lost in a trippy swirl of glowing greens, electric pinks, and chaotic graffiti. Its exaggerated neck twists like a glitch in reality, a bird born from the subconscious of a dreamer who spent too much time staring into the void. The bold Japanese characters hover in the corner like cryptic messages from another dimension, hints at a story you’re not meant to fully understand.
This is not nature as we know it. It’s a surreal, urban fever dream where the laws of physics are defied, and flamingos rule over spray-painted city streets. The soft bubblegum pink of the bird clashes beautifully with the gritty, chaotic backdrop of drips, splashes, and distorted textures, pulling you deeper into a world that feels like a neon hallucination caught between a 90s arcade and a forgotten alleyway.
