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gyre-ads+balanced+118

a stationary pool of gasoline and oils floating above melted and coagulated printouts of web text. in this i mean there is the deception of the organic, when we gaze at the rainbow refleted out of the gasoline pool, sickening runoff and refuse. the same deception is found in the deep orange and red, toxic sunrise and sunsets, measurements of pollution levels and fucking great desktop pictures.

rather than a collage effect, that is, a strictly two-dimensional ransom-note style cut and paste, you've made a painting, of course. the colors bleed into one another, oil or acrylic or whatever kind of cyber-paint that never really dries, retaining its wet glossiness.

i stare long enough and i see a face, some type of mouse-shaped skull, anthropormophic and pissed off. a hint at three dimensions. a ghost. the kind of image from a newspaper you find in the park or the forest, that's been sitting out there in the dirt and rain for days, all the print colors slowly smushing into each other.

i see clouds too, i think. vanilla and toxic. good call with the number 118.

army+chasm.

this is great. can you make it really really big? because the image expands beyond my screen all i can do is put two fingers on the mouse pad and swirl it around a bunch. if i go side to side it feels like i am turning my head to look different sides of the hallway. beginning to go in swirls makes a spiral, and going in swirls very very fast makes triangles. see? okay now i am nauseous.