The Ego Machine

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Images inspired by the Ego Machine

Adam and Eve after the Fall - Acrylic on canvas board 18 x 24 inches.

Calvary - Acrylic on canvas board 18 x 24 inches.

Enlightenment - Acrylic on canvas 18 x 24 inches.

Fifteen minutes - Acrylic on canvas board 18 x 24 inches.

Hello - Acrylic on canvas board 18 x 24 inches.

Kurtz - Acrylic on canvas 48 x 36 inches.

My garden of earthly delights - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Two Ego machines running along a beach - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Romeo and Juliet - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Munchean chimneystack - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Vanitas ex niliho - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Near Centenary Mill - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Visitation - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Nude and chimneystack - Acrylic on canvas 48 x 36 inches.

Steampunk despair - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Pitt Street Mill- Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Nudes and deconstructed bust - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

The art of suffering - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Cityscape 2 - Acrylic on canvas board 18 x 24 inches.

Thespian - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Red walls - Acrylic on canvasboard 24 x 18 inches.

The red chimneystack - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Preston chimney 2 - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Portrait of the artist painting - Acrylic on canvasboard 18 x 24 inches.

Satsumas for Val - Acrylic on canvasboard 20 x 16 inches.

Narcissism - Acrylic on canvasboard 24 x 24 inches.

Pain body - Acrylic on canvasboard 24 x 24 inches.

 

The Artist’s statement of intent

 

I express a spectrum of unease and anxiety with colour and with metaphor - a two pronged attack on the problem of communicating what it is like to be human. My industrial settings mainly use colour to suggest emotion though an occasional lone figure functions as a anchor to consolidate the viewer's emotional involvement in the picture. The figure is the artist who finds himself in a sometimes sinister but mainly beautiful world of colour. I enjoy colour more than I enjoy form. Form abbreviates and circumscribes colour. Sometimes imprisons it. So while I revel in colour I am acutely aware of the forms that lie behind it. I paint in large expressive fields of colour to fill in the gaps between the forms I see. Sometimes I don't see the colour at all but the black featureless spaces behind the forms. There is darkness there but there are also the mechanisms of consciousness that negotiate these spaces of which I now describe.

 

There is darkness there but there are also the mechanisms of consciousness that negotiate these spaces of which I now describe.This is how I would describe what it is like to be human to an enlightened race of benign intelligences. These intelligences do not see appearances. They are blind to make- up, to snappy suits, to painted nails, flat stomachs and bulging biceps. They cannot distinguish young from old, success from failure. They see a mechanism akin to a child’s gyroscope darting across a flat featureless landscape until the disc stops spinning.

 

The mechanism’s form is governed by its function which is the collection and storage of 'me' thoughts. Its constituted of a recording component and a reading component.

Sight and sound enters through a large funnel apparatus which transcribes, with vibrational energy, what is seen and heard onto an impressionable and rapidly spinning disc.

 The visual component of what has been recorded is then conveyed to the seat of awareness (the seat of awareness or consciousness inhabits a metal sphere) via an ocular mechanism.

  A needle transmits via vibrational energy auditory impressions via an amplifying funnel which feeds into the metal sphere.

 

Direct awareness the other in the environment is therefore possible only by seeing and hearing what has been engraved into the spinning disc. The contents of the spinning disc which I can now label 'ego' is a mandatory intermediary processing step in understanding the mechanism's environment. Everything, then, is understood via the ego. The disc continually spins and the ocular mechanism and auditory needle are, for the most part, fixed onto the surface of the disc though both the ocular and needle can be thought to randomly jump the grooves on the surface of the disc. Imagine the maddening cacophony of a phonograph on a yacht in a storm tossed ocean for three score and ten years and you have an inkling of what it is like to be human.

  The disc stops spinning periodically roughly in coinciding with a regular absence of light. Normally, the spinning starts again when the light has been reinstated. The mechanism ‘boots-up’ or initialises to use data processing metaphors. Sometimes the spinning does not ever restart. This always coincides with a critical stage of mechanism damage whether by a gradual time related erosion or by sudden trauma. Sleep and death, in terms of awareness or consciousness are therefore identical.

 

Normally the universe cannot be understood in a manner in which does not involve the ego. However, a constitutional flexibility in the ocular mechanism can, in rare cases, allow for the perception and awareness of the silent spaces beyond the rim of the disc. The flexing of the ocular mechanism is difficult and effortful. Some manage to momentarily look over the rim of the spinning disc. Others contemplate the serene darkness and are forever changed. Most never achieve more than a reflexive twitching of the ocular mechanism and are condemned to understand existence through the ego until the disc ceases spinning.

 

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