Robyn (2018) Digital Arts by Toby Leon

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Seller Toby Leon

"It's what's inside that counts," she said, "but what about when you're inside out?" She knew the answer they'd all give. Birds and butterflies only know the one. A single truth they live and breathe. On display for all to see. Their symphony of fluttering wings that hum with meaning springtime brings. Winter[...]
"It's what's inside that counts," she said, "but what about when you're inside out?" She knew the answer they'd all give. Birds and butterflies only know the one. A single truth they live and breathe. On display for all to see. Their symphony of fluttering wings that hum with meaning springtime brings. Winter too. No matter the season, their hum stays true. And as she leaned through the window again, she envied them. Their intricate simplicity. Their surety. That timeless hum of infinity, tuned to the echoes of eternity. And all she could hear was uncertainty. Wondering where her inside ends and outside begins, because endings are beginnings in disguise, after all.

What she knows for sure is she's happiest here, between the two. Feeding roses her special brew of space steeped in thyme, sage and stardust. Filtered through that same chaos directing their symphony. Fertilised by the sublime and over ripe questions that she'll never answer.

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History Remixing We imagine history into existence every day, shaping the world around us as we go. I remake histories with every piece. From a motley crew of tales tall and true. A melange of myths,[...]

History Remixing

We imagine history into existence every day, shaping the world around us as we go. I remake histories with every piece. From a motley crew of tales tall and true. A melange of myths, signs and symbols. Every one ripe for my kitsch confections, which could all be legends one day.

Every piece I create is true. Sourced from truth and grounded by it. But never real. Reality's a fiction we're all subscribed to, which doesn't make it any less true. And that's the thing about the truth. Or the past. It moves in both directions. Myriad, in fact. Never sitting still or doing as it's told. Forever questioned, dissected, reframed and upended. Queered and inverted. Packaged and performed. Told, retold, adapted then sold. Evolving, like everything else. Which is why I like to think my art exists outside of time. Reaching for infinity. Not reality. A kaleidoscope of mish-mashed truths, which are only as surreal as we choose to make them...‍

Eternally Hungry

Born in Sydney, I spent my childhood surrounded by artists, oddballs and academics. They taught me to question everything. Respectfully and without fear.

Their coffee table books inspired my love of art and design. Vigorous debates over citywide dinner tables made me realise how complex the world is. Tales of lives spent abroad inspired my wanderlust. Their most important lesson? The value of being eternally hungry—that you should always leave enough room to taste something you've never experienced before.

Twenty-two countries and four continents later, I can find home anywhere with WiFi and a hearty chunk of intrigue. It's because of them, and I'm forever grateful.

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