Media-on-Tap/MadTV
I am putting on my mask filters that serve as lenses for peering into this strange and forbidden reality, a reality gone haywire, out of kilter, unbalanced, unchained, teetering on the edge of its tumultuous equilibrium.
These masks are tainted windows that look out on a mediated world, disconnected and untethered, broken, very broken…
And yet without the undulating masks, it would ALL be invisible to the eye, and to the soul, the soul that withers and tires in the great calamity of it all… but not SO!
I can see further than ever before, I can see into things, through them, licking away at the delicious shadows that permeate the frantic motion, the constant motion, pure energy.
All thrilling…