Some machines were never meant to stop.
โWhat begins as a quiet thought, subtle, often masquerades as insight, something worthy of our pause and reflection. But not all thoughts come in search of truth. Some arrive only to linger, to loop, to rot. Left to itself, becomes a furnace of endless repetition. His trick is convincing you itโs working in your favor, while quietly dismantling you from withinโฆโ
I created this piece for the monthly theme of the Hellfire Sculpting Club: Tartarean Machines 
Iโve been exploring emotional storytelling lately, something I believe most artists return to now and then. My vision here was to capture my personal vision of overthinking. To me, itโs a Tartarean Machine: a single thought consuming all others, as if nothing else around you matters.
What feelings does this piece evoke in you? 
