Every element feels off kilter as you look at it: I saw two figures at first; the buildings look….soft, somehow. It’s all melting in time and space, spongy. A small perturbation in reality. A sense of something …impending, lurking…Then there’s the mask, just about to be discarded, possibly. Then there’s the TV dish angled in that little patch of sky, just feeding in more shadows and news, news and shadows, on and on…
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