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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.
Please join us.
Your contributions are welcome.
email: morpheusdrlng@gmail.com
6 comments:
This is a fabulous ceiling.
Oh what a ceiling!
I think Petri preferred the work on a different angle. I think with the whole thing rotated to the right (grill to the right) Less obvious perhaps, but this was my intended position when i sighted it. I love this kind of art.
What is it?
Regardless, a wonderful piece. Good eye. Does it have a name other than bunker fuel # ?
H.
Thanks for the comments.
It doesn't have any other name, but if it did it would not be a clue to proving some former identity for the image, for it is now what it is now.
;-)
Cmrd Savendi,
I had this dream last night, you pigs, you....
Bunker Fuel #1. We have left the bunkers, fuelled up, and are to the savannah, to free roam for a time. Another day, another theology lecture.
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