That's impressive technology.
Art?
Fuck modern artsy wankers. Art shouldn't need a title, let alone 2,000 words to make it so -- random photographs, or some string hanging from the ceiling, or a dark room with some boring movie on loop, or some sticks haphardly glued together, that stuff need a fucking manual to "appreciate" it.
My work explores the relationship between Pre-raphaelite tenets and UFO sightings.
With influences as diverse as Caravaggio and Andy Warhol, new combinations are manufactured from both traditional and modern textures.
Ever since I was a teenager I have been fascinated by the theoretical limits of the zeitgeist. What starts out as vision soon becomes finessed into a carnival of defeat, leaving only a sense of unreality and the inevitability of a new reality.
As subtle replicas become clarified through boundaried and academic practice, the viewer is left with a clue to the possibilities of our era.
Fucking hate that shit.