IT IS PROBABLY NO COINCIDENCE THAT THE WORD SPACE APPLIES TO BOTH, TO A ROOM INSIDE A HOUSE AND TO THE VASTNESS OF OUTER SPACE. OUR ENORMOUS GALAXY. THIS IS AN EXPLOSION SETTLING PERFECTLY INTO PLACE. EXACTLY AS IT IS MEANT TO.

MOSAIC&SCRAMBLED EGGS IS A BROAD LANDSCAPE. WHICH ACTUALLY STARTED AS AN ILLUSTRATION OF THE WATER CYCLER OF MY TEARS. AN EXISTENTIAL SELF-PORTRAIT WHERE I AM CRYING AND NOURISHING MYSELF IN THAT CYCLE. WHEN YOU TILT THE PAINTING TO THE RIGHT VERTICAL, YOU SEE THE PERSON AND THE HAND RESTING ON HER THINKING CHIN.

THIS IS MOSAIC AND & SCRAMBLED EGGS WHERE LITERALLY EVERYTHING BREAKS DOWN AND IN THAT VERY DESTRUCTION, IT DISSOLVES, FALLING INTO PLACE PERFECTLY, EXPANDING OUT OF THE PAINTING.

THIS IS A DEDICATION TO EVERYONE.

TO EVERYTHING.

ALL THE STORIES COLLIDE.

“MOSAIC AND & SCRAMBLED EGGS”

2026

I am especially excited to announce my next exhibition. I call it Mosaic and Scrambled Eggs. … A kind of umbrella term I’ve created for the absurd cycles of life and the passage of time through creation, destruction, and restoration.

The title has stayed with me for many years now, ever since it first came to me. I see mosaic and scrambled eggs as two different things that nevertheless share a common fate. Both describe a kind of composite dissolution, where destruction is necessary in order to build something anew. Things are put back together in new ways. All parts merge into one. Yes, precisely, fluid. Time is more fluid than we think. Identities are more fluid than we think. Beauty. Conventions. Identities. Everything, really. A big imagination.

Any of my exhibitions could just as easily be called Mosaic and Scrambled Eggs. It is so simple, yet so ….. complex? Like an explosion that settles into a natural order. Nature’s universal law. You get the idea. In other words, I believe my art exists beyond space and time, while also flowing through linear time, if time is even linear at all. Timeless and universal, so to speak.

WORK in PrOgRess


SUMMER OF 26

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UNDER CONSTRUCTION

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TIME IS MORE FLUID THAN WE THINK. IDENTITIES ARE MORE FLUID THAN WE THINK. BEAUTY. CONVENTIONS. IDENTITIES. EVERYTHING. CHANGING IT’S SHAPE LIKE WATER. A REALLY VAST IMAGINATION

P.S The novel I´m working on is also called Mosaic & Scrambled eggs. A collection of inner and outer chaos.Go to the writing section for that!!

“CAUGHT ON TOILET”

Norse ft Hindu Mythology!

HoLy CoW!

THE CROW’S NEST HOME STUDIO

MY NEXT STEP IS TO HAVE A SPACE WHERE I CAN TAKE MY CREATIVE PRACTICES TO NEW HEIGHTS. A STUDIO WHERE MY EQUIPMENT CAN REMAIN SET UP, WHERE UNFINISHED PAINTINGS WILL ALREADY BE WAITING ON THE WALLS AT ALL TIMES. I HAVE SPENT SEVERAL YEARS PLANNING TO OPEN AN ART CAFE. THE CAFE ITSELF WILL BE A WORK OF ART, BUILT FROM RECLAIMED MATERIALS, MOSAICS, BOTTLES, AND, ALL KINDS OF RANDOM SHIT. LIKE A CROW’S NEST. IT WILL PROVIDE A SPACE WHERE MUSICIANS, THINKERS, CREATORS, WRITERS AND EXPRESSIONISTS CAN COME TOGETHER AND GATHER IN BRAINSTORMING AND CREATION. IT IS THE SPACE FOR THEM TO BUILD UPON ONE ANOTHER’S IDEAS, PHILOSOPHIES, AND MELODIES THROUGH INTRINSIC VALUE OF PLAY, ALL OVER A GOOD CUP OF COFFEE.

“I WISH I DID NOT HAVE TO EXPLAIN SO MUCH AND I COULD SIMPLY BUILD A HOME FOR YOU”

-Ayush Tyagi