Connections and abstractions.
Speed, movement and colour.
Infinate space filled with shape.
Black and white make pillow talk,
whilst angular jutting arcs strut
stamping their feet drawing your
eye.
A look outside from within one's
own perception.
A seemingly endless, sprawling labyrinth.
A generic hero – a “super-man,” who lives in a world that no longer needs him.
A world of technological achievement and wonder where man can be everywhere at once.
A crisis of purpose and identity.
A loss of significance in the face of modernity.
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all –
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
- From T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
You seem to be drawing alot of influence from lines and technical type imagery, graphs charts and the like.
ReplyDeleteits an interesting idea to bring visual elements from soemthing that seems so cold and functional as the technology beneath the shell and turn it into the shell its self for all the world to see.
Marco.