if only i had the nerves

Msrs

Tomonori Hayashibe

&

D. F. Wallace



standing in line

unrelenting commitment to what might be best described as synaptic verisimilitude

neural-based

re-create the jagged contours of "real life" via Möbius-strip shapes elastic enough to accommodate vertiginous digressions and multiple points of view but that, in reality, whatever that means, bears little resemblance to realism as traditionally depicted

the fundamental and mighty authority of skill

both feeling unrestrained urges to show off, constantly

sans les mains

they are, theoretically, my two favorite contemporary artists.

am i making too much of them?

i shall get back to that later (i should be, constantly).

currently enjoying far more trivial pleasure with paul mccartney & wings in a wildlife scenery

and am lengthily falling in love with smash but i'm so relentlessly and shamefully jealous i hate to admit it