Against the canvas of the impenetrable night, a mechanized figure stands, a complex tapestry of golden circuitry woven into its very being, a modern-day knight in silicon armor. Its face, a pale mask with eyes glowing like the first hint of dawn, looks out with a gaze that seems to pierce through the darkness, hands of icy blue poised in a gesture of revelation or creation.
In the early 2000s I bought a large box of random vintage toy robots off Ebay. After some further research I began to disappear down the rabbit hole of collecting largely vintage Japanese robots from manufacturers such as Cragstan-Yonezawa, Horikawa, Masudaya and Yoshiya.
Eventually I thought it was time to fuse my love of these beautiful objects with my art practice, creating an imagined series of robots, generated, or "descended" from the robots I've collected over the years...
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Against the canvas of the impenetrable night, a mechanized figure stands, a complex tapestry of golden circuitry woven into its very being, a modern-day knight in silicon armor. Its face, a pale mask with eyes glowing like the first hint of dawn, looks out with a gaze that seems to pierce through the darkness, hands of icy blue poised in a gesture of revelation or creation.
In the early 2000s I bought a large box of random vintage toy robots off Ebay. After some further research I began to disappear down the rabbit hole of collecting largely vintage Japanese robots from manufacturers such as Cragstan-Yonezawa, Horikawa, Masudaya and Yoshiya.
Eventually I thought it was time to fuse my love of these beautiful objects with my art practice, creating an imagined series of robots, generated, or "descended" from the robots I've collected over the years...