Adrian is the face of a passing thought, recorded in clay by my actions at the time of thinking, he is an abstract something which even I cant pull from the depths of my mind. An automatic manifestation of whatever was going through my mind at the time. He is abstract and automatic and protected by a half clear half murky shell, that makes it impossible for this thought to leave its strangely shaped and highly experimental bubble. Trying to pull Adrian out of his shell is like somebody trying to have a conversation with me. It is deep and in there somewhere but not quite ready to come out.
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