in letters to milena, franz kafka wrote, you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love. that, my dear, is love.
this piece is a little ode to the type of love that tastes better in your dreams.
on the handle, it says:
i wanted your heart
you gave me a knife
it's also tied to a short text i wrote once that's a bit gory so i won't share it right now.
(⊙_⊙)
it's my first time minting a .glb; overall, i'm very pleased with how it turned out. there were, and still are, some lessons to learn about texturing and file optimization with this format. if someone has experience with this, please hit me up.
watch the creation process:
the number of kafka memes i've been seeing on my deranged girl instagram feed has increased lately. from this amazon listing, i surmise that booktok found out about letters to milena and went nuts over the dreamy tragedy of a clinically depressed, socially anxious man who reads.
anyway, here's to all my lovergirls and loverboys. may you find that aching love and enjoy it before it smothers you.
