An enigmatic figure looms, a phantom draped in veils of light, where crimson and ivory hues meld into a spectral form. Its silhouette is hauntingly human, yet alien in its translucency, a shrouded figure from a dream half-remembered. It stands as if at the crossroads of different worlds, one foot in shadow and one bathed in a blood-red glow, a ghostly sentry between the known and the unknowable.
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 #49
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An enigmatic figure looms, a phantom draped in veils of light, where crimson and ivory hues meld into a spectral form. Its silhouette is hauntingly human, yet alien in its translucency, a shrouded figure from a dream half-remembered. It stands as if at the crossroads of different worlds, one foot in shadow and one bathed in a blood-red glow, a ghostly sentry between the known and the unknowable.
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...