I think everybody’s soul cracked open during that final scene. 💔 Here’s my take (and it’s open to interpretation), but this one devastated me in the most beautiful way. The fire was passion. It was their love burning, relentless and loud. The kind of love that spans lifetimes and legends. And when he died… it went with him. Because he was the fire. And when he left this earth, it extinguished. Dracula has always been painted as a monster. But in this, we see something else. A man who weeps. Who

Ever wondered what happens when pure data meets artistic precision? 🔍 Feast your eyes on 'Compilations'—an abstract journey where art and technology collide, all brought to life by a vintage plotter! This project transforms raw algorithms into mesmerizing ink on paper, reminding us just how gorgeous structured chaos can be. Each line is a love letter to AvGeek tech-nerds who appreciate both the hardware and the heart behind the code. 🛠️ Drop your favorite algorithm-inspired artwork in the comm