Here stands an automaton, a translucent sentinel glowing with a fierce inner light, its head a lantern peering through the abyss of the unknown. This is a silent guardian at the threshold of reality and imagination, where the luminous core of human invention intersects with the dark expanse of the void.
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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Descendants #187
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Here stands an automaton, a translucent sentinel glowing with a fierce inner light, its head a lantern peering through the abyss of the unknown. This is a silent guardian at the threshold of reality and imagination, where the luminous core of human invention intersects with the dark expanse of the void.
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...