There in low orbit, nothing grows but factories. For centuries after the Great Failure, no one was able to travel to the factories nor was anyone able to leave them. There may be survivors, or even entire races living there still. But we simply have no way to find out. The lights still glow at night.
Series: Networks in Crystal
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Nothing is more silent than the howling wind through the wreckage of civilizations. All of the great networks have been disturbed, broken in some way and impossible to manually rebuild. Smaller nets exist but are unstable. The underground data farms have become saturated with salt, and enormous salt crystals grow there now.
Series: TOKYO IN THE ICE AGE
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All civilizations change or are crushed by change iteself. Nothing could be more true when the ice pushed through Tokyo.
Series: Schiehallion Heights
Series: ICE FALLS
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Eventually, everything we know at this moment will be crushed by a slab of ice.
Series: The Lagrangian Point
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when you feel fear you are feeling a force that pervades the universe and spills into our existence just like gravity. you are the conduit. and you feel the growing fear of the universe, of all beings who dwell in this plane of existence. it's not so much about dark vs light, because each are polarities. i suppose there is a balance or a lagrangian point between the two. and that is where the cities are built.
Series: ARCHITECTURE FROM CHAOS
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At many points in time and space the universe has chosen to reverse entropy. It's a simple polarity reversal. From our vantage point it was a great renewal, for now all that was dead sprang to life, seeking finer and finer expressions until all that existed was a point. Our own constructions were now deconstructed, and their purposes were still not known to many. Like all times, these were times of chaos.
Large format ink on canvas (most work 36x36x1.5", 91.44x91.44x3.81 cm.)
All strokes on canvas are performed by a robot. Programming and art direction by Arlo Emerson.
We have been trained to believe order emerges from chaos. The actual truth of the matter is far stranger: Chaos is order. It is the actual ground state upon which all can be measured against. Chaos is both zero and one, a paradoxical state in which all is one but contains infinite parts, each measurable in simple terms but completely unknowable, a space containing nothing. The void, it cannot be measured. From chaos emerges suborder, dimensions of chaos, dimensions within chaos, of which there are an infinite number. Zero and infinity are much the same thing. Order an illusion of the senses. Chaos an illusion created by intelligent beings seeking a firm place to stand.