Back in the previous century, I was a sculptor working in bronze, acrylics, wood, glass and plaster, to create pieces that delved deeply into the mystique formulated by my sculpture teacher Renzo Fenci, at Otis Art Institute, where I studied sculpture and 3D art, as “a grouping of interpenetrating masses”, and that’s how I sculpt.
I take masses and cram them together, pass them through one another and in other ways distort and adapt, to create a finished product that is in fact a self-contained universe, similar to the one in which we now seem to live.
Today, I’m doing the same, only with different tools and somewhat different media. Instead of solids, I’m using collision-sensitive boundaries of light and color, which produces the result of a seemingly solid mass sculpture in a virtual atmosphere.
I do this, while all around me, people are preparing for the bloodiest civil war in human history, and the only thing I can do about what’s going on is to ignore it, and that’s what I recommend, along with collecting some fine pre-civil war coins.
That’s pre Civil War II, not the one with Abe Lincoln, the one with YOU stuck in the middle of the mayhem and misery.
I’ve always preferred the U.S. Large Cent for collecting.
Of course coins still in circulation are out — with covid, you daren’t search the things, so I’ve switched over to civil war coins of the PREVIOUS civil war, which was largely fought between 1859 and 1865, although some would say it never really stopped.
Now, THAT was a civil war, the First American Civil War, as we call it in the 37th century, where I come from, via the Time Gate, of course, how else?
Yessir, we had some truly great uniforms, amazing new weapons, dead-shot artillery, and it resulted in a few terrific battles between the usual stupid generals, including Lee and Grant, both of whom were egoistic idiots, far beyond the meek and timid efforts of General George Armstrong Custer, making the Great Mother very happy indeed. She loves war, but who doesn’t?
Will the civil war succeed?
It already has. There are two definite Americas, and they both occupy the same space at the same time. Guess what happens next?
In the meantime, I’m turning out VIRTUAL sculptures as fast as I can work, knowing that we have very little time left as a free nation with free speech and freedom to create one’s own job, and at some point, I won’t be allowed to produce artwork that doesn’t look like and feature an idealized portrait of Donald Dump.
The marketing world is about to end, but don’t worry, there’s still hope, and when hope fades, there’s always the usual backup plan.
Go down fighting.
I’m also creating some interesting pre-war NFT issues, but of course, when the internet goes down, that’ll be gone, too.
Permit me to laugh. I have a one-dollar bet back home in the 37th century that humans will wipe themselves out, and I believe I’m about to collect on that bet.
Frankly, that’s all humans are worth, is a one-dollar side-bet.
Get on the train today — join us in our 6:30 AM morning ZOOM meeting, where we can share building secrets in virtual worlds and even greater secrets of Art Marketing in the Age of Trump.
It’s like selling fine art to gorillas — you have to know what appeals to a mostly hairless ape.
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