Blue circuit boards, light trails, and other digital nonsense make a chaotic backdrop for the title text picked out in an early terminal style font and shadowing itself repeatedly.
I made this in 2016 and it’s only become more relevant as the political environment has gotten crazier.
A variety of decaying urban spaces decorated with moldering paint and fresh graffiti jostle for space in a dour, blocky composition.
A hooded figure rests against a tree trunk at a wooden bridge, though it’s unclear whether they are merely tired or worse. The woods are
Cave paintings mingle with sea creatures, mandelas, and images from nature in this surreal dreamscape. You could look at it as a deep dive into
Pastel blues and pinks blush over a harsh landscape of snowy mountains and dangerous wooded paths. A girl sits in the center, hair blown into
