Eochroma is a collection of 50 individually illustrated characters. Each represent a wavelength of light, and belong to an expanding narrative universe.
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Where to begin. That’s the question, isn’t it.
Beginnings are funny things. Everyone knows about the Big One.
Nothing, and then bam, everything expanding, time and matter untangling into something we can comprehend.
But they forget about the little bangs. The tension and then expansion of a lightning bolt, a struck match, the switch of a light. We think of light as whole; an even illumination that takes the form of wherever it rests.
But there are moments, a glass prism, the perfect atmospheric conditions that make a rainbow, that separate back out all of it’s primordial parts, all of the threads that were born in the instant of that light switching on.
Where are you? You are in that instant. The little bang where the switch calls forth all of those threads out of the nothing of the dark.
The dawn of color.
Eochroma.
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Eochroma is a collection of 50 individually illustrated characters. Each represent a wavelength of light, and belong to an expanding narrative universe.
_
Where to begin. That’s the question, isn’t it.
Beginnings are funny things. Everyone knows about the Big One.
Nothing, and then bam, everything expanding, time and matter untangling into something we can comprehend.
But they forget about the little bangs. The tension and then expansion of a lightning bolt, a struck match, the switch of a light. We think of light as whole; an even illumination that takes the form of wherever it rests.
But there are moments, a glass prism, the perfect atmospheric conditions that make a rainbow, that separate back out all of it’s primordial parts, all of the threads that were born in the instant of that light switching on.
Where are you? You are in that instant. The little bang where the switch calls forth all of those threads out of the nothing of the dark.
The dawn of color.
Eochroma.