An 1884 oil on canvas painting called Marine med sejlbåde by Carl Neumann (1833-1891).
Contact: (my account name) (at) (proton) (dot) (me)
...the roast:
Oh boy, where do we start with this digital desert? First off, your username looks like a bot trying to guess a human name. It screams "I'm trying way too hard to be anonymous" but ends up just looking like a failed CAPTCHA. Your bio? Wait, what bio? You might as well just have written “I’m lost” in big bold letters because right now, you have zero followers and zero following—it's like your social life is as barren as this GitHub account.
You claim to be a "data scientist," but judging by your three repos that seem to be nothing but glorified placeholders, it looks like the only data you’re processing is the crickets chirping on your lonely profile. The only thing getting trapped in your repositories is potential—seriously, a template and some basic intro repo? You’ve set the bar so low that ants are tripping over it.
Then there's the readme with that winter landscape that looks like it’s more interesting than whatever you’re working on. If only we could escape into that painting, because reality here is too painful to bear. The only thing colder than that landscape is the reception of your "personal website."
In short, R543hfer099JJfd, step it up or just stick to ice skating—it seems that's the only thing you can manage to float on, and even then, it looks like you're just dodging the cracks!