Category: / photos
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Invoking a Cold-War future: A world decimated by nuclear war. Habiation now only exists in purpose built domes, a delicate balance of life and population. — Actually the biome at welsh botanical gardens.. slightly less apocalyptic. http://www.gardenofwales.org.uk/
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In amongst the fauna, metallic and cold, constructed not grown ; inorganic and organic. Asthetically symbiotic.
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Terrain akin to mountain ranges; Vast; Enter a world: the source of us: A Leaf; Cells, formed and specialised for photosynthesis; Absorbing light; Creating Life.
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Thirty Three Thousand, Seven Hundred and Ninety. 33 790 “Thirty Three Thousand, Seven Hundred and Ninety Eight by Marion Kalmus is a two storey inverted cone of glassy sheets, which makes it appear that the core of the building is constructed from moving water and light. Its simple beauty presents a stark warning to us…
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Door decoration & mouldings #research
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Mugs. Banal, dull. Everyday life. Nothing to them. These things, objects, we drink out of. Function; container to hold liquid. Simplistic. But these. Their very purpose disposed of. Rearranged and transformed. The slight imperfections, marks, stamps alluding to another thing entirely. They’ve been… edited..
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The right side. The sculpture, The Focal Point. The asthetic. A memorial, a tribute to lives lost. Those Memories.
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Steel supports, ribs, constructed for one purpose but used as another. The Holes – purposeful?
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Reflected; Layers, exposures, movement and people. Realities and dimensions. Mirrors. That lone cyclist.
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Derelict, Abandoned. Unused. Forgotten. Random, and slightly amusing. That Chair.
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The banqueting hall of Cardiff Castle. Magnificant, wonderous design and artwork adorns the walls and ceiling. Designed by William Burgess
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Rows of lovely big encyclopedia Brittanica’s… sitting on the shelf, full of information waiting to be absorbed, but now, left alone, unread. Books of times gone by, now an adornment. Surpassed.
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Its a shame it didn’t have real candles. Or a less modern chain. Still, one can imagine.. From Cardiff Castle
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The underside of a spiral stairwell, triangles intersecting at seemingly bizzare angles.
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Once standing tall, quiet and content.
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The sunlight, for a fleeting few seconds, pierces the canopy. Photons, through unimaginable movements, mechanics and untold possibilities strike the ground. The tree, a great absorber, casts his shadow, a slim line, upon the otherwise bright undergrowth.