056 Jack Murphy

A whisper in a dream, a fragmented reality, Murphys augmented journey through an ambrosian Post-Apocalyptia. The start alludes to Archaic 90s modernist Manhattan apartment buildings, found within the quiet ruins of Mankind's Demise. The camera pans out into a quietude of thick green muck, moist with mutated amphibious life. This biological atrocity is rich with a concoction of unworldly micro-organisms. The scene wants to stay as is, yet such ideas of unchanging and immortal perfection are poked along with the tenderness of a mischievous and irritating little sister. The poking and prodding slowly forms into levitating, ascension out of the body and into the horror of eclipsing the astral plane for the first time - an absolutely new epistemological experience. We look down and our planet is nothing more than a reminder of humanity being the perfect imperfect (sic.) biological specimen.


Published: 4 Dec 2014
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