Camping on an other-worldly lava flow in Mexico inspired thoughts of targets, portals, and interdimensional travels. Earth symbols surrounded by life symbols in a star chart. This fantasy of looking through the the windscreen of my interstellar ship with targeting interface has me thinking a lot about interface in art. Controls, symbols, maps having internal meaning. Don't hate the interface, become the interface. I admit, I catch myself dreaming of punching radio buttons, pulling scroll bars, and watching lines of code spill into the screen. Oh great RGB, have mercy on me.
Crow Quill and India ink, digitally colored. This will go to print for my next show. From here I move back into painting.
