Westeros and Essos Map that my girlfriend made me for christmas - Imgur
Torn and tired, the writer bickers
An inner dialogue climbing for brilliance
He walks the line of conscious morality, as passerby snickers
Neutrons, protons, and electrons are scanned, yet utter stillness
A wall forms, made from an unknown psuedo-substance
He claws, bites, and scratches at what can not be broken
Scatterbrained and imprisoned by relevance
No iron or steel gathered, it’s wit he is toting
Scaling the walls, locks back and knee
Clouds dissipate as altitude increases
Figures appear as he captures infinity
Chalky remnants float, and reality ceases
Weightless he moves to mystified territories
Grasping celestial bodies as way points
Formulating linguistics with natives of the ceremonies
Crowns of black matter form above our heads, they speak and I annoit
They bared gifts for the rightful listener
We gather and enter the sacred mind
We guided the land, but I can not recall how far the reaches were
Weakening bones and famished organs, we lost track of time
We gawk at our own impudence, but are stalked by the internal wall
I gaze out, hoping to find my path again
Then shimmering light heightens my desires, and knowledge grows tall
I pull out a pen, because if its not the most perfect time, then when?
Outdoor shots of the driving locations with the cast of The Evil Dead.
Baskin-Robbins employee, you had one job.
And you fucking nailed it.
Replicants: A triptych of 3D prints, 2013
"Each print was created using a different app / software. I interfered with the software as little as possible, comparing the digital attempts at replicating reality. The result is then 3D printed, bringing the digital simulacrums into the physical world."
- Lorna Barnshaw