Amidst the sterile hush of a forgotten workshop, a mechanical maestro stands poised. Its form, a canvas of aged beige, is adorned with a mesmerizing array of articulated limbs, each poised like a conductor's baton. Though devoid of human expression, the robot emanates a quiet hum, a symphony of gears and circuits whispering secrets of forgotten creations.
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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Amidst the sterile hush of a forgotten workshop, a mechanical maestro stands poised. Its form, a canvas of aged beige, is adorned with a mesmerizing array of articulated limbs, each poised like a conductor's baton. Though devoid of human expression, the robot emanates a quiet hum, a symphony of gears and circuits whispering secrets of forgotten creations.
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...