Twitter Eats the King is a single watercolor born from a vision about the shifting relationship between mass technology and power.

At the center stands a corpulent king, still gripping his scepter — a symbol of authority he believes to be intact. Yet around him, a small flock of blue birds begins to feed. The reference is unmistakable: the language of Twitter transforms into a living swarm, quietly consuming the figure that once embodied unquestioned rule.

The scene balances irony and unease. Power appears solid, ceremonial, almost theatrical — but it is gradually eroded by the very networks meant to amplify voices.

In Twitter Eats the King, authority is no longer overthrown by swords or revolutions, but by pixels, posts, and collective noise. A fragile monarch in the age of infinite scroll.