The billboards have been speaking to me again. Their messages leaping out of the paper and infecting my brain with subliminal commands, you feel empty, you need me, this will fill that hole, desire, obey, consume...
But sometimes forces of resistance manage to break through these portals instead. Taking the form and twisting it, questioning the nature of these message boards to the subconscious.
(This particular intrusion of one reality into another was so powerful my camera couldn't capture it, so I borrowed evidence from DiG )
Or we can simply distill the adverts and logos into pure icons, sigils that refuse translation, while firing off endless associations.
|Harry Blackett and Robin Kirkham|
EC Arts: 48 Sheet
Harry Blackett and Robin Kirkham