
— Series · Generative art
— Series note
Abstraction is not on a canvas; it takes physical form. Humanoid and robotic figures freeze beneath torrents of viscous fluids. Jet black, industrial yellow, lacquered red: the matter drips, splashes, and locks these entities in a dripping melancholy.
Dripping Realities stages the physical collapse of the artificial being. The liquid becomes a second skin, a melting armor, or perhaps the blood of a machine unaware of itself. The algorithm composes here a poetry of suffocation and material overflow.