I keep a folder of images on my desktop, culled from internet searches and random meanderings around the net. There isn’t much curation involved in these images, and I’m not always sure why an image calls to my collection, but themes arise nonetheless. A unifying quality is the bleak reality that’s laid bare by the breakdown of a system– bygone expressions of power like Brutalist architecture, panopticons, and military camouflage. I feel ambivalent about these images, uncomfortable with taking pleasure in the aesthetic forms that hides insidious subtexts.
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