Crafted from moonlight and whispers of fallen angels, a curious automaton stands bathed in an ethereal glow. Its form, a delicate symphony of plumage, shimmers with iridescent hues that defy earthly definition. Twin pools of obsidian gaze out from its feathery mask, windows to an unknowable consciousness that transcends the boundaries of the physical realm.
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 #215
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Crafted from moonlight and whispers of fallen angels, a curious automaton stands bathed in an ethereal glow. Its form, a delicate symphony of plumage, shimmers with iridescent hues that defy earthly definition. Twin pools of obsidian gaze out from its feathery mask, windows to an unknowable consciousness that transcends the boundaries of the physical realm.
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...