Mind is Meat Is Machine
I knew this girl once, with a painted face. Not painted on, painted. Like a renaissance saint, Joan of Arc at the stake, softly martyred. Her skin was smooth and relaxing like a narcotic sleep, glowing specter pale. Only her eye lids moved. Slowly in lazy dreaming motions. Opening and closing they moved barley detectable over cavern water eyes.
Mind is Meat is Machine: The Euphoric Exaltation of the Divine Purge
8′x12′ triptych containing 28,000 layers of photographic information scaled down to 1/8th inch. Original photos mixed with selected antique/found photos, original drawings, textures, paints and magazine clippings which have been re-mastered digitally into collage/montage.
Single Giclee print. Contact for more information
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