Let’s call this “Digital Cowboy”. Not entirely sure where this emanated from but maybe there’s some sort of marriage between the organic and mechanical world going on. I’ve done digital photography professionally since the early 90’s when it took 5 minutes to scan a color negative, opening the file in Photoshop 2.0 on a Mac FX. So maybe it’s more about that; feeling in some ways like a pioneer, yet ambivolent about what was “pioneered” and being pursued across the plains by this amorphous, tentacled object?
Naaah.