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We have left the bunkers, fuelled up, and are to the savannah, to free roam for a time. The original forest is in the distance, Varosha Resort out there somewhere.

These places are a nexus of fragments and scattered remains. With its strange grasslands and nebulous island in-worlds, and nestled between savage and savant, the savannah is the ideal human environment. The fable bridges a gentle way across.


M. L. Darling intends this space as an opportunity to follow the veins of fable across a landscape with a simian commitment to an aesthetic of evolutionary dreaming.

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email: morpheusdrlng@gmail.com


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Shape shifter in search of coordinates.

Monday, March 2, 2009

His Movement Disrupted My Cistern



Art by Petri Ivalo Sinda

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Disturbing man. Really. I was actually in this toilet two nights ago. Dark, wet and cold tiled toilet dorm from hell. Cat Ba Island. Just thinking of it now makes my fingers jdgasjh b //..

Anonymous said...

Good to see you're using your brain...