Instagram story viewer> @marcocoseuk> Posts

marco cosentino

@marcocoseuk

273

followers

1095

following

London

POSTS STORIES REELS TAGGED

2026 by @marcocoseuk

13

2

11 days ago

33

4

4 months ago

marcocoseuk.net

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⣶⣶⣤⣤⣤⣶⣤⣄ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡘⠛⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⢋⣁⣤⣤⣀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠉⠀⣾⣿⣿⠿⢿⣿⣷⣄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀
⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⢀⣤⣦⣀⣤⣶⣤⣠⡀⠈⠻⠇⢸⣯⡙⠛⠛⣫⣤⣄
⠀⠀⢼⣿⣿⣿⣿⢠⣿⠟⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣆⣤⣤⠘⣿⣿⣦⣾⣿⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⡇⣿⡏⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⣿⡿⢹⣿⣧⠹⠋⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿
⠀⢠⣿⣦⠻⣿⡇⣿⣿⡄⠈⠻⣿⣛⣡⣴⠟⢁⣾⣿⡟⣠⣶⣄⢸⣿⣿⣿
⢀⣾⣿⣿⠀⠈⠁⠘⣿⣿⣷⣤⡌⣛⣭⣥⣶⣿⡿⢋⣼⣿⣿⣿⣼⣿⣿⣿
⢾⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣿⣆⠈⣻⡿⠟⠋⠀⠉⠛⠉⢁⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋
⠈⢻⣿⣿⡄⣿⣿⣿⣧⡘⢿⣷⣶⣤⣤⣴⣶⣿⣿⣿⠿⠟⠋⠽⠿⣟⣵⣄
⠀⠀⠙⢿⡷⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣦⣭⣭⣙⣛⣛⠉⠉⠀⠀⣀⣤⣴⣾⣿⡿⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠻⢿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠟⠋⠁⠀⠉⠛⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀ by @marcocoseuk

21

2

4 months ago

2021 in Rectory Road (Hackney) with “Flowers Bouquet” in the background

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⣶⣶⣤⣤⣤⣶⣤⣄ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡘⠛⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⢋⣁⣤⣤⣀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠉⠀⣾⣿⣿⠿⢿⣿⣷⣄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀
⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⢀⣤⣦⣀⣤⣶⣤⣠⡀⠈⠻⠇⢸⣯⡙⠛⠛⣫⣤⣄
⠀⠀⢼⣿⣿⣿⣿⢠⣿⠟⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣆⣤⣤⠘⣿⣿⣦⣾⣿⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⡇⣿⡏⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⣿⡿⢹⣿⣧⠹⠋⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿
⠀⢠⣿⣦⠻⣿⡇⣿⣿⡄⠈⠻⣿⣛⣡⣴⠟⢁⣾⣿⡟⣠⣶⣄⢸⣿⣿⣿
⢀⣾⣿⣿⠀⠈⠁⠘⣿⣿⣷⣤⡌⣛⣭⣥⣶⣿⡿⢋⣼⣿⣿⣿⣼⣿⣿⣿
⢾⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣿⣆⠈⣻⡿⠟⠋⠀⠉⠛⠉⢁⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋
⠈⢻⣿⣿⡄⣿⣿⣿⣧⡘⢿⣷⣶⣤⣤⣴⣶⣿⣿⣿⠿⠟⠋⠽⠿⣟⣵⣄
⠀⠀⠙⢿⡷⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣦⣭⣭⣙⣛⣛⠉⠉⠀⠀⣀⣤⣴⣾⣿⡿⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠻⢿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠟⠋⠁⠀⠉⠛⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀ by @marcocoseuk

17

4

5 months ago

A couple of times a month, I allow myself a little treat. One of the very few things I still enjoy about living here is taking a blood bath. To help you understand, imagine how you humans might feel taking a bath in melted chocolate, it would feel incredibly pleasant, right?

I have a dear doctor friend, whom I pay very well, who can provide the amount of blood I need. It only comes from young virgins; if it came from adults, in that quantity, it would make me very sick, because of all the garbage you humans eat and the substances you take, thanks to your unhealthy lifestyles.

As I bathe and sip the blood, I can feel my body relax, and I enter a state of ecstatic pleasure. But it doesn’t last long, soon, I fall into a rabbit hole of intrusive, bitter thoughts. I think about how I’ve been alive for more than 300 years, and if immortality once seemed like a gift, now it feels more like torture, a punishment. I’ve seen so many people, family, lovers, come and go. In the end, I’m always the one who stays, alone. And even though I prefer solitude over company, riding the highs and lows for centuries has taken a serious toll on my stability.

As I keep sipping the blood, overwhelmed by nefarious thoughts, I fantasize about bathing in my own blood instead, drained from my wrists until the last drop, so I could finally find peace.

But then, as the inebriating effect of the blood fades and reality sets in, I get up, wash myself, step out of the bathtub, and get ready to live another day, as I will, for eternity.

THE BATHROOM
Acrylics on canvas
104x130cm by @marcocoseuk

65

21

2 years ago

Once in a while I buy a beautiful flower bouquet, cut the bottoms of each stem, and then arrange them gracefully in a fancy vase with fresh water and flower food.
God, they look beautiful… the flowers are so colourful, young blooms on stiff stems, impregnated with a fragrant scent.
I want to see them thriving, so I change their water every day, giving them new nutrients to keep them alive and strong. For days, with their beauty, they make me happy and give back the love and care I’m giving them.
But then the stems start to get weaker, the colours start to lose their brightness, and the lovely scent gives way to a mouldy, almost rotten smell. From that moment, day after day, I watch them mercilessly decay, so fast, regardless of how much I try to save them.
There’s nothing I can do to keep them alive.

Isn’t this what to be in love is like, after all?

So I wonder..
Will I ever buy a new bouquet again? Probably.
Will I regret it at the end?
Most likely.

Dopo i fiori piantati, quelli raccolti,
quelli regalati, quelli appassiti;
ho deciso di perdermi nel mondo,
anche se sprofondo.
Lascio che le cose mi portino altrove,
non importa dove.

TO BE IN LOVE
Acrylics on canvas
80x70cm

@delphiangallery #delphianopencall2026 taken in London, United Kingdom by @marcocoseuk

47

9

9 months ago

Every Friday night, as the sun sets and the sunlight is not a threat anymore, we enter the writing room, open the curtains and windows wide to let the moonlight in, and with the perfect background soundtrack given by owls hooting and crickets chirping, we make ourselves comfortable, me at the piano and Eve on the sofa.
As we’re getting more and more inebriated with natural and artificial pleasures, my melancholic minor chords are striking loud, bouncing wall to wall and echoing around the room, while virgin white papers get quickly impregnated with black ink from Eve’s poignant, raw, intimate and bittersweet poems.
It goes on and on: the higher we get, the louder it gets, and song after song, poem after poem, the hours fly, when, with a snap of the fingers, the night comes to an end.
Eventually, the birds start singing again, while the newborn shy sunbeams are knocking at the windows, almost as if they’re giving us a polite warning to give us enough time to leave the room.

As everybody is waking up to start their day, we can finally go to rest.

THE WRITING ROOM
Acrylics on canvas
104x130cm

@delphiangallery #delphianopencall2026 by @marcocoseuk

78

20

2 years ago

2024 taken in London, Unιted Kingdom by @marcocoseuk

22

3

2 years ago

TRIGGER WARNING:
The following artwork features two Polaroids showing a nude torso covered in (fake) blood. If the sight of blood causes you discomfort or distress, I strongly recommend refraining from viewing the next image, as it may be too intense or unsettling.
__________________

For as long as I can remember, I’ve felt a deep need to create an alter ego, a fictional persona through which I could fully express myself, explore my creativity, and escape the restrictions of my own identity. This character offered me a safe space, a parallel reality where I could experiment freely, without fear of judgment or limitation.

Over the years, this alter ego became a vital part of my creative process, granting me the freedom to produce work unbound by the expectations I placed on myself. However, in recent years, the line between myself and this character began to blur. I often found myself questioning where one ended and the other began, leading to moments of confusion and even identity crisis.

Eventually, I came to a difficult but necessary decision: to let go of the character entirely, to “kill” it, (so to speak) and reclaim my full identity as Marco.

But eventually this choice raised a deeper question: was there ever truly a separate character? Or was it simply me all along? And if that’s the case… who, exactly, did I let go of?

“The Killing of Hunky Dory”
Polaroid Pictures
7x15.5cm by @marcocoseuk

29

12

a year ago

Self Portrait (2022)
Acrylics on 14”x32” canvas by @marcocoseuk

38

4

4 years ago

Dear magpies, at my signal, unleash hell.
Because they deserve it, we deserve it

Sticazzi (2022)
Acrylics on 69x79cm canvas

#hunkydory #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #surrealart #surrealism #eastlondonart #acrylicpainting #gagosian #unitlondon #delphiangallery #londonart #whitecube #tatemodern #artcollectors #popart #andydixon #andywarhol #perrotin #overtheinfluence #OTILA #cinema #fineart #artofinstagram #nft #lagallery #richardhellergallery #artexhibition #dalston #riocinema #delphianopencall taken in Dalston, Hackney by @marcocoseuk

80

7

4 years ago

“Covered in your sweat and my fears
I lay here, though you’re not near.

I can see them here and there,
they’re all scattered in my bed:
all my feelings and your hair
alongside sweet tangerine scent.

I’m getting very thirsty, but
don’t want to use the dirty cup.
I can’t afford to clean it up
because in it your lips were stuck;

So if I’ll need just one last kiss,
I’ll only have to drink from it.”

Un Poisson Dans L’Eau (2022)
Acrylics on 43x50cm canvas
(The Chiquita sticker is only to avoid the painting being removed from Instagram for its silly policies)

#hunkydory #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #surrealart #surrealism #eastlondonart #acrylicpainting #gagosian #unitlondon #delphiangallery #londonart #whitecube #tatemodern #artcollectors #popart #andydixon #andywarhol #perrotin #overtheinfluence #OTILA #digitalart #fineart #artofinstagram #nft #lagallery #richardhellergallery #artexhibition #bathroomdesign #interiordesign #delphianopencall @delphiangallery by @marcocoseuk

61

6

4 years ago