Series 1 - White background character shots
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The tinted sphere is the Master’s Warning, not unlike a pinball pulled and shot into a live and deadly symbol sac of one dirtbag universe. It is play and code for the tangential forces of this heavy cast. A dirty handful of symbol-subservient mega-characters who break the rules once again in a highly male, savagely stylish pose off for art and survival. In the no-zone back to back alley battles that here occur for ego supremacy, “Careful not to take it too personal, you don’t want to stay awake all night hurt again. Don’t let secret workers do your duties in the overreaching recombination of multiple cross-fertilizing dirtbag inspirations. And don’t miss one single little message between madmen. Think of the code son, it is your only solace.” Everybody against everybody it is in here until the death. Well, that is in spirit. But in order to maintain a battle that lasts forever the sweetos of this unlikely realm join what shitty forces where erupt, one hell of a colorful survival dance ensues. Later, relieved and seduced, the mobbed-out crowd, too many protagonists in the kitchen, inevitably return again to lightly egging one another on. And then of course, once again horseplay turns serious. It all starts back up. Competing psychological identities, personal placements go askew, the ancient balance symbol is ripped in half, demented realizations and insufficient armour and superflous violence, where in mellower times the more mild if drunken threats of goofy brotherhood give way and succumb to the more abhorrent and deeply solitary threat of the next and higher level that is felt oh so hard in man, that poor, poor social animal—the darkest times. How far will the threat of the unknown go? Irrepressible, always present, intermittently visible…
The Master’s warning.
MENTALLY EXPERIENCED COWBOYS BEAT THE SEWER SYSTEM
THE AGED PAWN DISAPPEARS
SHOOTING IN THE DARK FOREVER
SEEING SOMETHING THE WRONG WAY
HIGH LEVEL MADMEN
ONE MAN WITH A SKELETON HAND
HISTORICAL SIDEWALK CRACKS
MINOTAURS AND FROZEN MEN
DEATH CHASE
ROOM FOR ANOTHER WORLD
POOLED EFFORTS IN THE ABYSS
KEEPING PACE WITH THE TINTED SPHERE
SORECERY AND AN OLD SAC OF SYMBOLS
STARS OF THE POORHOUSE
ANXIOUS TO OVERHAUL THIS BORING WORLD
HEAD PRESSURE
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