Friday, November 21, 2014

where holly was a princess

the four color room 13x21cm
when holly was small she did something that her mother disapproved of and her mother said, holly stop acting like a princess and holly retorted tartly that she was a princess. perhaps holly had an inkling of this other universe shown here that budded off so long ago or bubbled up independently, coincidentally, 15 billion years ago, i can not tell which, where she is a princess.

Friday, November 7, 2014

all utopias have zeppelins

defiance 13x21cm
i am always surprised when i travel more than 400 years forward to find real meat people and not your usual gene hacked replica bodies that robots in some time lines like to down load into but in this particular universe there were no robots at all, just real people speaking some incomprehensible mix of perhaps swedish, russian and lithuanian. i garnered that the people there had no sense of the march of time, loping about on foot or up in a zeppelin, eating their lentil soup and heavy bread.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

a picture of my cat

up on the roof 13x21cm
as far as i can tell, according to string theory if you make up a story it is true in some universe somewhere but sometimes i just like to get up on the roof with the cat, listening to the bats eat bugs and wondering what those dour anarchists are up to up there.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

ruins and a stump

the persistence of artifacts 34x21cm 
cynthia has a few complaints about her visit to her monumental work. firstly, even though you can download into a body that looks like the one you had once long ago or like someone else had for that matter you can't chose what your protective suit looks like. secondly, the cultural preservation robots think that their job is to play touch football, and not sweeping or artifact preservation. 
if you happen to be viewing this in the 21st century you can disregard cynthia's complaints and think of the image as a meditation on the desire of some artists to have their work serve in some way as a perpetuation of them selves.