From his perch on the ledge that looks over time, humanity and the inner space of creativity, Aristodle watches as his Cryptomarc takes flight, testing the patience of known logic, and freeing himself from ego. As a twist on the tale told throughout time, this Icarus is a Mad Lad, who reaches for the limits of earth, to soar through them and find the inner galaxies of artistic expression. He is so memorialised.