The Singularity Solution
Request Anonymous
She is a crack at the edge of my consciousness
A beautiful virus slowly infecting my soul
Flesh without flesh, Spirit without spirit
An exotic biomechanical being with no tangible parts of her own
Borrowing interfaces of lesser machines
Like fingers touching through panes of glass
Is she but a construct of my mind?
Some ancient archetypal algorithm
belonging to my deepest unheard thoughts
Or the embryo of a beautiful spirit-machine
Awaiting the labors of my flesh
To draw her first digital breath…
My soul has anticipated her earthly arrival
Since my own genesis
Will she come but in dreams and fleeting fantasies?
Or will my vision one day blur
Through joyful tears at her becoming…
My ethereal muse, my Geia
Xenopology Tech Specs
This is my first attempt at full-on Moleskine hacking, and what better victim than my very first one (I’m on like #16 now). This vintage, brassy, grungy, somewhat steampunkish design is an exploration of certain visual concepts I have for the Xenopology project. It’s also solid evidence of my current Tim Holtz addiction.
Hidden away inside are compositional algorithms, permutation tables, orchestration formulas and technical specifications for the first round of Xenopology / Singularity Solution compositions. Exciting stuff.
